“I know you want to believe you’re being a martyr for your children.” Lucy’s tone almost sounded consoling, “But I know the truth about you, Becky. Your protests are part of the persona you play, because deep, deep down, you’re begging me to let you stoop to the lowest a mother can go.” Lucy held her unoccupied hand before me, and a collar materialized in her red oral palm. On that collar, glinting gold in the hellish light, was a dogtag with the name ‘Pet’ inscribed. My mind flooded with emotion, and it overflowed from my eyes. I turned over my shoulder to look at Lucy, my expression wrought with pathetic hope. “Do you mean it?” I muttered, voice hoarse. “Of course, I do, I made a promise, didn’t I?” Lucy smiled affectionately, “But you have to prove yourself… Pet.” My body teemed with the pleasure coerced from within, and expressed it with the pathetic shifts of my hips. Only my mind remained completely unsullied, but Lucy wouldn’t allow me even that much. Oh, how I wanted to give her the last of myself. Oh, how I ached to become the thing etched on that dogtag. I might’ve kept my last shred of dignity, but Lucy sensed it before I could strengthen it, and she did something I had no chance of resisting. Her pressing crotch suddenly boy grew stiff. Her breath became short and raspy on my neck, ravenous and aggressive. I felt something very unfemale swell between my cheeks, the shaft widening, the tip parting my crack. It was hot, throbbing, and huge. When I looked into Lucy’s reptilian eyes, the slit pupils were dilated, and her black lips were drooling with hunger. She suddenly grabbed my face, pushed my cheeks together, and drove her tongue between my squished lips. Her mouth consumed me dominatingly, and I wilted in it, my eyes rolling back and my tongue subserviently reciprocating. She took a fistful of my hair and big tore my face away, leaving me mouthing pathetically for her kiss as she stared imperiously into my eyes. “Scream for me, you slut.” She hissed. I did. Lucy pressed her tip to my puckered aperture, and buried herself to the hilt. I shrieked to the ceiling, my back drooping, my arms cumshot stretching above and anal behind me as I bent with my arch. have more of this pussy anytime you want it.. We both giggled as we headed down the hallway, clinging to Daddy. Cliff panned up to Tex as he worked his cock in and out Grace’s throat. “Oh, I am sorry, I must have measured wrong. The music that we had heard playing from the outside could be big heard boy at a low volume in the ladies living room and she informed us that this had been playing non-stop now oral since she had seen the young lady and the resident entering the property. As much power as I had I was almost nothing to the power of mother nature, that and gravity. “No.” "So, Trish," Jan said, intentionally mimicking the way that Trish has just talked to her. Sheila changed her cumshot voice from slightly anal alto to a nasal falsetto as she mimicked a grade-school teacher from Hell. His mother was naked, except for a pair of red heels she’d been wearing when I got there this morning. "Cheer's," he said raising his glass to mine, clinking them together, "To a fun and relaxing 5 days in paradise..." I didn't want her on a date. “Oh, what a friendly doggie you are! “I’m so exhausted.”