She bent over the table, spread her legs wide, and looked back at me with a large welcoming smile. “Come and get it honey. I’ve got a hot, juicy c...unt just waiting for you!”My shorts disappeared in record time and my cock was rock hard and leaking pre-cum in anticipation. I moved behind mom and lined up with her glistening cunt. Sure enough she was ready for me and my cock slid in easily, stretching her fuck-tunnel as I entered. Her eyes rolled back and she moaned “Oh baby, that feels so fucking. Soon after, I felt his cock start to make its slow crawl inside of me. It wasn't long before I felt it crawl deeper and deeper. It hurt like hell. Eric kept a steady crawl up my ass, inch by inch by inch; then he’d pull back a little, and then go in a little deeper. At some point I asked, “How many inches are in?” Without stopping he said, “About seven.” Fuck, that meant he still had four more inches to push its way inside my ass. He didn’t stop, and just kept pumping and pumping. As much as it. I watched her toned 34 year old ass sway beneath the shirt, and I knew my comments had gotten to her—just as I had hoped they would. I needed her emotionally exercised—frustrated and angry, so that the second phase would be acceptable. I waited, listening for where she’d gone. I could hear the water in the shower start, so I knew she was crying—that’s where she always went when she didn’t want anyone to hear her bawling, but for me, that was perfect. I got up from the table, rinsed my dishes,. Part III: SERVICEZoe led Max into the living room, holding his bound hands like a submissive wet puppy. He welcomed the interruption in the daily routine. “This will be a pleasurable morning,” he thought to himself. Zoe on the other hand felt in control, like a huntress, leading her captured prey, in command of her demands. The morning light perforated through the Ikea curtains, hand drawn trees with flora on a simple white sheet, spots of light played around the room called forth by the gentle.