Gina had said it was cheaper and after all we were all women. She of course was right so when she lay me on the bed I was so relaxed because of the b...ooze I didn’t stop her as she slowly undressed me. She removed my top first well it didn’t matter anyways as you could see through it and my nipples were at bursting point. “Well now, aren’t those rose buds the hardest cherries I have seen?” For some reason this seemed to please me and I lay there letting her run a finger around them each time. This touch sent bolts of electricity through my whole body. My brain tingled. I felt as if I couldn’t even speak, even a little light headed. He was so open about, so confident, like it was the most natural thing in the world. I don’t know why, it was just a touch, but it was charged, it was thrilling and it made my cock instantly hard. Maybe he could sense it, maybe because I didn’t stop them, maybe he just wanted to do it, but he pulled over to the side of the road. With the car off, there. Could Mother? Did she know what was coming?Maybe she did. He hadn't been eating her long and she was already climaxing. She convulsed, throwing her hips higher in the air and pushing his strange little face tighter between her legs. How could her face be filled with such bliss for this strange man? I resented him for a moment, and then realized that without Walter I would never have known how beautiful Mother looked when she was climaxing on our kitchen table."Oh, god! Oh god! It feel so good,". While I lay and you suffer and talk, slave. So you've been trampled. Good. Ever been kicked in the balls by a girl, like, on websites they call it "ball-busting"... you ever been busted?" Yes, Mistress, many times." Wow, slave... tell me about the last time. Describe."She was playing her vibrator a bit more intensely now, and I could her the motor buzzing a bit more loudly as she dug it into her clit a little harder, circling with the end. I told her about the last time I had been busted.