“Do you?”“No, yes oooooooh, I don’t know! No, no, don’t stop. Don’t stop!” “Then beg me, bitch,” I snarled, losing patience with thi...s waiting for her surrender. With a low growl, I grabbed her naked shoulders and dug my fingers painfully into our ivory softness. As I roughly shook her trembling body, I commanded again, “Say the words!”“Oooooooh, nooooo, I can’t nooooo” she moaned, but even as she uttered the words, the overpowering knowledge of her guilt and helplessness melted her last. I was woken about one in the morning by some moaning sounds coming from moms bedroom, and thinking she was unwell I rushed in, only to find her on the bed rubbing herself between her legs and moaning. "Mom are you alright" I asked.Despite being a bit startled by me she quickly composed herself, "Yes darling I'm fine" she said." But you sounded like you were in pain" I said"No darling" she said "women have the same sorts of needs as men you know"Well at thirteen I didn't know and said so "but. Like no one else had been through what I had been through, and I guess in our own way, we were unique in the how’s and the why’s, but we had all been abused in one way or another and that alone put me in the same category as every one else who resided there. For those of you who have never heard of Safehouse, it is a place for battered women to come to in there time of recovery of abuse. A place to hide from their abusers and get their feet back on the ground. A chance to become an individual. She took my pants off and knelt near my hard cock. She said “How about you beg to be sucked” as she tongued the tip of my penis in very slow circular motions. I grabbed her by the head and pulled her mouth onto my cock. She gagged and dribbled down my testicles. Her mouth was so warm and so soft compared to the other people my age I have slept with.She cupped my testicles and sucks on my penis so hard. My penis started to grow again and the cum built up in my ball sack. She stopped sucking and.