“Please!” I begged, “Let them be!” Her fingers rubbed my anal wall from the other side, the knuckles pushing into the ribbed erogenous spot on my ceiling. She controlled me from within, turning me into a debauched puppet whose hips twisted at the whim of her fingers. I whined and pleaded, gasped and groaned, my back stretching and arching, my arms flexing high above me. Lucy’s breath was heavy against my neck, her crotch was pressing into my ass, grinding with my pathetic undulations. “And when I took you back to earth, amateur you were a new woman.” Lucy hissed, “No more hiding in the shadows for you. You were the life of the party, the girl with no limits, the slut who didn’t know the word ‘no.’ Tattoos, piercings, cocaine, molly, cock, pussy; you didn’t care, just as long as it gave you that thrill.” “Yes!” I sobbed, my eyes streaming with my pleasure and self-debasement. “You were magnificent, Becky.” Lucy growled, her fingers pushing against my back wall as she pet me from the inside, stimulating my vacant rectum, shooting searing pleasure deep into my nethers, “You would’ve died like an exploding star, and taken your rightful place beneath me here. But then you became a mother, and that all changed. Oh, you relapsed every once in a while, but you weren’t the same. But that’s OK now, because I Cuckold know the truth.” “What?!” I cried out, my voice ragged with pleasure, “What truth?” “It’s not the right time, Becky.” “Please!” I begged, “Please just let them go!” “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 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 casting 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 adorable 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 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 girlfriend my crack. She had smiled, perhaps attempting to console Swyena, who must have looked nervous to her. Standing a foot and a half or so away from his Cuckold desk, there was a sweet spot in front of him where I could kneel down and get started. He finally figured it out. "I JUST LEARNED HOW TO DO amateur THIS ... Her teacher murmured an apology and reached over her shoulder to recover the towel. It wasn’t just Jade and Justin; the rest of the group of young people that they had been walking with had turned and come back to see what was going on. I opened her up and... And then it struck me. If there was one night when Claire would be out of the way and wouldn’t ask where Brian was it would be on Thursday, he was doing exactly the same with his friends. “This sounds Ominous. There’s fingering and licking and rubbing and sloppy noises and Cindy cums at least twice. She girlfriend struck the cue ball off-center and scratched. Tony was not at all sure what he was doing, and casting he knew his own rough fingers could not possibly be a match for Manjula's soft ones. Look how beautiful she is now!’ I said as I quickly grabbed his arms back to the cuffs and looked back to him as I pulled him adorable from the bed. “Oh, she still has her voice. I liked watching her sit like that on you. Your mother has all our resources to find us, do you really think she won't?" Henry said and noticed a light optimistic gleam in his daughters' eyes. She worked her lips up and down my cock. I decided that the 15 minutes that it was going to be switched on was going to be heaven and hell. He didn’t let go of my weight, turning around in his arms, I landed on the bonnet, the cold metal felt like ice on my heated ass, reminding me of the way the glossy glass felt while he fucked me like this on the table top, reserved for the secretary role play. A cute tiny 18 year old blonde. We continued our game of pool, and having fun. 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