The thought of it being attached to my son only increased the desire…that again overwhelmed the self-contention of me being morally a creep…the song from “Radiohead” started to bang in my head as my lust drove my hips up and down…my cunt relishing the firm resistance of each thrust. Hardly noticed that Kyle had one hand on my hip as I rose and fell, then oscillating at both apexes of my trajectory. His other hand taking its pleasure with either tit, squeezing his mother’s tits, massaging them, and rolling my nipples that had become super sensitive and hard. The animal in me was not to be denied and the welling up the intended outcome was rushing to a conclusion…felt like a volcano was getting ready to burst within me….my eyes had no focus, my breathing flared my nostrils…there was not enough oxygen in the air…I was about to cum…it was right there… Kyle held me tight under my tits, lifting me to where only the end of his dick was still in me. My body tried to drive down, but could not… “Fuck….FUCK!” I screamed, “I…I am about to CUM!…NOW!” I snorted and pushed again…but in futility. “No…no you aren’t, not until I let you”. Kyle was looking me dead in the eye. Could feel the wildness recede from my eyes…the flaring and snorting of my nostrils slowly abating. My cunt…my entire being…the frustration beginning to well up. I have never been denied an orgasm…never. But here it was…the first time, and the realization it was my own kid that was denying it, hit me like a brick. The indignity of what I just did, the guilt of my wonton actions seeped in. I felt the need to disengage…to run and hide, to put it behind me. I japanese attempted to rise…Kyle thrust upward…his engorged cock totally immersed into me, the length and breadth causing the air to be forced out of my lungs. The strength of the thrust caused my entire body to levitate momentarily, then I came down…again the air forced out of my body by that stiff appendage pushing my internal organs against the diaphragm, separation my abdomen from my lungs. “Now we fuck…” Kyle said in an authoritarian voice. The indiscretions of my actions that just moments ago were driven by lust, that lust somehow had melted away. I feeling of violation waved over me as I felt Kyle’s large appendage filling me internally. That sense of violation only increased as Kyle clasped my hips with his hands and slowly started thrusting on his own….very methodically and with determination. Might be impossible to understand as to my rabid lust turning into cumshot being orgasm contained and then thrown away to be replaced by someone or something taking complete control over you. But that is what was happening. I slowly let him take complete charge of what was happening…it was not over just a minute or two….but continually over the course of time…maybe a half hour or more. My asian body at first started to react due to my brain telling me that it would be over sooner if you capitulated….but then something changed internally, it was as if I was being broken, reformed, and then renewed…wired completely differently. I now understand how a wild horse is broken and trained…I am that horse. The feeling began to rise again, different in that I was reacting to his input, not mine…relying on his thrusting, his oscillations, his rhythm. Pushed my chest out…offering my tits, my nipples to him. He bit hard around one of my areolas…the pain sharp and almost debilitating, but my reaction was to moan and push more of my tit into his mouth. Even as I felt the blood form from his teeth puncturing my skin… I was not thrown into a need of self-defense. At this moment, I knew that I had succumbed…he could do anything to me and I felt I deserved it. His attention blowjob to my tits as he continued to drive into me lasted quite some time. When he finally pulled his mouth away from my chest…both my tits were covered with bite marks with blood drops emitting from the punctures…the bruising from his hickey’s beginning to form. From there I instructed her in the art of cocksucking. We talked a lot that weekend about sex and what we should do and not do with Logan and we all agreed that until she’s was a little older that we could only let my tongue inside her pussy and asshole. Additional Tags: forced orgasm, slave girls, naked captives, cock sucking, war-torn country, sex slaves, camp orgy, vibrator, anal, cum bath Jim and Brad were standing there. To be hurt by the Master, to feel pain from his hand, it was a gift. Sarah stood outside the shoe store and waited for Hank to catch up. Then you will be inside its brain, blowjob and you can do with it as you please. My sister Marie told us that she had gone to the pharmacy this afternoon to buy flashbulbs and film for her Kodak Brownie. "I’VE ALREADY DONE asian PINS, NEEDLES AND NAILS. “It’s not the right time, Becky.” Every guy does it. I clutched to her baby bump as I ignored my japanese own cunt. There was a small puddle of pre-cum forming on the floor, which had come from Tim's little cock, trapped in the chastity cage. Sweat beaded on his head as the agony increased. “Shit, yes. He slowed his stroking orgasm when he got too close, he didn't want to finish himself - he knew that any minute now.... To add to her mix of perceptions I removed both clamps from her nipples and the witch started coming. Whatever happens inside the club will stay inside the club and shall not influence relations, events and proceedings outside the cumshot club in any way. We gazed into each other’s eyes as I held her pussy lips apart and guided my cock between them.