She started to gasp and moan heavily as her first orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks. Her back arched in pleasure as she climaxed. Chris couldn’t w...ait any longer he needed to get into her pussy. All those times he imagined her lips around his cock and now it seemed so inferior to what he was about to do to her. He pulled his tongue out of her and sat down next to her on the bed. Amy stood up and put her arms around him passionately. She felt his tongue enter her mouth, the taste of her pussy. As my legs and buttocks were spread apart, I felt the fear and humiliation of this event. I braced myself for the certain pain that was just moments away. Even before the poker was applied I began to cry with fear and rage. The rage of being helpless, powerless to stop this from happening. Then the deed of the day made itself known to me. It was the pain my mind could have never conjured up in a million years. The sharp and searing heat of this poker entering my delicate anus. Just inches away. His gaze landed on her face, to see if reality matched fantasy. The almond eyes looked at him from the curled frame of her hair. They were dark, almost black, encircled by blacker eyelashes. They did not yet give away her thoughts. Her cheekbones rode high, with olive skin stretched tightly over them. She used make-up sparingly, except for her lips, which she painted crimson. Her final feature, the long, narrow nose, bent slightly near the bridge; it ensured that she had a look of interesting. I heard my son in the bathroom, he asked me to get him a towel. I buried my desire and prepared to be a good mom, taking a towel, I went near the bathroom. The bathroom door was open, what I saw, poured oil into my burning desire.My son was in his underwear, his chest was well toned with some little hair, seeing that my pussy started wetting, I let my eyes below, his cock was making a bulge in the underwear, it must be at least 8 inch, I am stunned seeing it, forgetting about myself. Dinesh.