“How was your day?” I sarcastically asked. “Better than yours, I am sure” “Probably…only because of you…you….you” I wanted to say it…but could not. “Doesn’t matter how your day was really, all that counts is that you understand that I own you doesn’t it?” He said almost monotone…as if it was a asian fact that whatever emotion there was did not count. “Apparently that is what you think…that doesn’t mean…” I cut myself off as I knew that this would evolve into a confrontation and everything would have come out in the open. “Get on your knees”. Kyle ordered without raising his voice. “What the fuck Kyle? It is broad daylight…there are other’s that could...” Obviously he could not care less as he pointed towards the floor. Just then Ken came passed the window on the mower, Kyle waved at him. “Should I ask Dad to come in so he can watch while you explain that you not only fuck around interracial on him…but you actually signed an agreement giving your son complete control over you?” “No…don’t…don’t you dar…” I stopped, did not want to creampie dare him. Felt the resignation wave over me as I lowered myself in front of Kyle…he did not move until I undid his pants and sprung his penis out. As much as I now hated it…his penis is big and symmetrical… It only took a few minutes for me to ingest the entire length…even as it hardened as if made of stone…it shoved thru my tonsils…into the back of my throat…down into my esophagus…and then he started pounding it into me. He was fucking me….fucking my mouth…any oral skills I had was secondary…the thrusts were stretching me, my jaw felt as if it would break…my lips taking the full force of his pelvic bone… I struggled to time my breathing…he had to be almost to my stomach when my head bent back and shortened my esophagus….he drove and drove…and then he stiffened…the volume of his ejaculation overwhelmed my capacity and the force filled my nasal passages where they spilled out of my nose….and he continued to drain, to squirt…until it was all spent. Knowing he was done…tried to pull back…but he grabbed the back of my head and held me. “I decide…not you”. Then he extricated himself, my throat contracting as his penis slowly came out. He stopped momentarily as the head of his penis rested on my tongue. As sore as my mouth was I managed to give the head a suck and was rewarded by a splash of his cum. His jizz rolled out of both my nostrils…stringing and dripping over my upper lip, some landing on the dress where my tits held it open, some mixing with the dribble from the corner of my mouth that was froze open from his pounding. I stood up and started to leave. ‘Where are you going?” Tried to say something, but only croaked…pointed to his jizz on my chin, my neck, and my japanese dress. “No…keep it right here…it looks good on you…” The anger came back…building, and building I wondered if I could hold it back…but when I tried to speak, all I could do was squeak. I sniffled hard…felt his ejaculation get sucked into my nostrils…swallowed it, then licked my lips…pulling the remainder into my mouth with my tongue…whatever was left was too bad…the clumps on my dress…so what. The only one that seemed to notice was Kellie…she kept staring at it and asking questions…all I could do was squeak and croak which she seemed to find humorous. “Sounds like you swallowed a frog, Mom…and it got something on you” she laughed…so did Kyle. Chapter 6[b] Kyle left me alone the rest of the day and almost all of Sunday…which was the first day I felt that I was starting to heal…the defoliate area was now just pink…and the swelling around the tattoos was going teen down. As long as I did not touch that ring…my clit was only a dull pain. But then it was Sunday night…Kyle cornered my in my bedroom…on purpose. He told me to turn around…he lifted my dress and I felt his hands on my ass. Whispered a prayer that he was not going to fuck me…I did not think that my clit could handle it. He lifted my dress over my head…I clenched my eyes…the other kids and Ken were just down the hall watching TV…Kyle massaged my tits from behind, pulled my nipples hard…I could not stop them from responding. I felt his hand slide between the crack of my ass…. Oh no, I thought…he is going for my pussy…but his fingers stopped at the entrance of my ass. Felt a finger slowly circle my asshole. That’s going to be your main hurdle. Her minding spinning, Mollie fancied she could feel the withdrawal of the rest of his long and still massively thick cock, accompanied by an embarrassing series of wet, loud pussy farts. Your pussy walls will stretch. I felt even more exposed now. I asian began to stick my cock inside her pussy and Lisa moaned, "Steve, the head of his cock is entering my pussy, it's so big baby and it feels so fucking good!" I don’t think that he said anything to Ryan or his mother because neither of them said anything to me. “You’re right!” The huge bandit’s eyes lighted up. There was a long pause and Tabatha looked down sheepishly. Because of the rising number of refugees entering or passing through because of the war, Grasmere had to make several changes to accommodate them. “Let them stay, Professor. YOU! It still feels like yesterday when she watched me play the first time interracial and I scored a full-length two-handed dunk, jumping over a creampie guy. Lucie suddenly stopped falling to the floor sobbing hysterically. I brushed her clit. "Your sister was right," he said. ORGASM per Agreement or Directions. She hadn’t even known he was upstairs. He immediately swallowed the entire cone of her excitement and tongued her erect nipple playfully. Alex looked at his sexy, nearly naked mother standing in the doorway; his cock was responding to the view and was making a tent in his shorts. Satisfied, he poured it back into the plastic container and replaced the cap. I remember my class 12th exams were going on. "Thank you, Alice. She said. Twenty of the twin’s class japanese mates attended the birthday party, but only four of Madison’s closest friends were invited to stay over for her slumber party. She whimpered as she squirmed beneath me. Her tongue darted over her lips. “He's your ex-husband because he's a cheating teen dog. These stories are made possible by generous donors on Patreon.