With no regard toMrs. Peterson's well-being the two teenage guest savagely worked her over.One whipping her rump the other slashing her vagina. Each t...rying to outdo theother. As excruciating painful as the beatings were they were nowhere as mind-blowingagony that was exploding in the roots of her lassoed breasts. Though Joan wasscreaming at the top of her lungs only a hoarse gurgling sound escaped fromher as she was battered back and forth. After about thirty minuets Roger halted the brutal. Caressing as I went, I worked my way lower and lower to his ball sack and hefted his big heavy testicles. The whole apparatus fascinated and terrified me at the same time. A couple more minutes of this passed and he said “Ok, my turn, kneel on all fours four me, time to get you ready.” “Should I take all my clothes off first?” I asked. “No, your skirt is so cute and sexy want to fuck you in it. So go ahead, kneel for me.” With my legs together I got on all fours facing away from him knowing. Hearing him groan, I planted a soft kiss on the head and then placed the tip in my mouth. My tongue glided against the head, licking fervently as I began to taste his pre-cum. His hands fisted my hair as I felt him guiding me to go down further. I complied, and in one swift movement, had about three quarters of him inside my mouth. Bobbing my head up and down, so caught up in pleasuring my stepfather, I’d forgotten to listen if my mom is still taking a shower. I sucked and glided my mouth up. Your tastes started off fairly tame, the usual blonde big breasted cheerleaders and sultry redhead stepmoms. You never thought of yourself as gay or even bi-sexual. You didn't notice at first, but you always tended to watch porn with women being fucked in the ass by huge thick cocks. Something about the look of fullness, of lustful satisfaction on their faces while their assholes were being violated just spoke to you. After a while, you became curious. You wanted to know what if felt like. In.