Paul Gable - Mother in bondage

Glenda felt the woman's tongue settle an her throbbing clit for a second. There was a moment when she hung in the air, teetering on the brink of a sexual explosion. Then it happened. She felt a pair of thick, hot wet lips closing around that tiny, sparking knob. Florence was applying suction. She felt something hard knotting up in her belly as delightful spasms upped through her aching pussy.

She begged wildly as she panted and grunted into the dark pink slit of Glenda's pussy.

"Ohhhh!" the brunette sighed into Florence's juicy cunt. She arched her back, tilting her tits up to rub into the soft curve of Florence's body.

As Glenda wiggled her finger deeper and deeper into the tight hole of the black woman's ass, she felt her spread pussylips being kissed over and over again. A hot, wet mouth opened wide as its lips pressed down into her snatchlips.

Florence's head bore down, shoving tighter and tighter against the white woman's cunt. Glenda felt the sucking mouth working on her pussy. No woman had ever done that to her. No woman had even touched her like that. But Glenda felt as experienced and hot as the most promiscuous lesbian in California. She moaned hotly as Florence's mouth pulled her snatchflesh in gentle tugs. It was like having a dick sliding in and out.

"Ohhhh, it's good! Suck me! More! Do it!" Glenda stammered. "In me! In me! In me!"

Glenda felt the black woman's mouth go wild on her cunt. It pound tightly into her, spreading the trembling labes and pushing into the tight hole. All the pain and humiliation she'd been forced to suffer disappeared from her mind for a while. All she could think of was that thick, throbbing clit and the tongue and lips that moved rapidly around to soothe it.

As Florence sucked harder and more violently at Glenda's cunt, the black woman felt the fingers in her ass pushing farther inside. She groaned like a animal, rolling her around in the air. That wriggling throbbed its way through into her cunt. The walls of the black woman's pussy vibrated like a bass drum. Glenda's tongue and finger started working together now, tickling and teasing the sensitive sex-flesh. Florence shoved her sweet, oiling pussy down, trying to fuck Glenda's tongue. Her soft, black thighs closed gently around Glenda's head. Her cuntlips spread wide, exposing the hot, round, oozing tunnel that throbbed with lust.

"OHHHHHHHH!" Florence groaned into Glenda's pulsating cunt.

"AHHHHHH!" the brunette responded as she felt the vibrations of Florence's tight voice echo through her pussy, shaking her clit to the roots.

Glenda's nerve endings vibrated crazily as she felt her whole box throbbing as a solid unit. She spread her legs and thrust her ass up, giving her cunt up to Florence in a frenzy of passionate lurching. With each hunch of her bouncing ass, she felt Florence's wide, rough tongue licking the exposed flesh of her peeled-open pussy.

"Mama! Mammmmaaaa!" Alana shrieked for the last time as Sid stuffed his cock into the girl's sucking throat.

She gurgled from the sudden oral attack a George and Sam matched Sid's fucking motion. Their hands ripped at her sensitive flesh as they ignored Alana's begging pleas and fucked away.

Keeping her finger up Florence's ass, Glenda pushed her to one side. Now she was on tap. Rolling over, Glenda hunched down, pushing her tight pussy into the black woman's welcoming mouth. She could feel Florence's tongue push up and hold rigid. Straddling the black woman's head, she worked her ass in a series of short, quick hunches. Glenda learned just how far she could pull up without letting the tongue slip out of her cunt.

As she concentrated on fucking herself with Florence's tongue, Glenda glued her lips onto the woman's black, wide-open pussy. It feels so good to feel something this delicious happening to her. No whips, no crops, no cat-calls. Only the wonderful, tight feeling gripping her throbbing clit as she humped and hunched her sparking, sputtering pussy against his woman's sucking mouth. It was a wonderful release. Her lips fitted tightly over the soft, fat, hair-covered black box. Glenda shot her tongue inside and kept it rigid.

"Nnnnnnngh!" Florence cried.

Glenda felt the woman writhe and buck under her. She was determined to keep on top. She tightened her grip and kept putting her cunt down on the woman's face in hard, short strokes. Glenda felt as if she were doing the fucking, fucking herself and fucking Florence at the same time. She wanted to make the black woman take it and eat it.

Glenda worked her hips up and down in strong, fucking moves. She shoved her finger in as far as it would go and twisted it from side to side. She felt Florence shaking under her. Her tongue shoved deep into the hot pussy and felt it starting to spurn. She felt Florence hunching wildly.

Glenda wiggled her finger even more furiously than before, keeping her tongue mashing down on Florence's clit.

That was it! Wild spasms of orgasms hit both women at the same time. Glenda wiggled hers in wild delight as she groaned and screamed into Florence's pussy. The black woman did the same, her buttocks bounding along the floor as she clawed and raked Glenda's trembling asscheeks with her long fingernails.

"Ahhh! Ahhhhh!" Glenda cried out into the mushy box as her clit vibrated against the lapping tongue.

Glenda felt herself being swept along in a strange sea of lesbian cumming as her cuntal walls contracted over and over again. She grabbed tightly onto Florence and held her in place as she hunched her dripping pussy crazily and uncontrollably onto Florence's stiff tongue.

Finally they both finished cumming and collapsed onto the floor. Glenda felt her mind piecing together slowly. She realized that the room was filled with the sounds of wild sobbing. Turning her head and focusing her eyes to the right, the brunette saw her stepdaughter lying spread-eagled only a few feet away from her.

Cum oozed out of her bleeding pussy and asahole, while more jizz leaked from the girl's twisted mouth. Alana sobbed, choked and gagged, covering her flushed face with her right arm as she clawed the dirt with the fingers of her left. George, Sid and Sam were standing over her, leering at the girl as she moaned crazily to herself.

Glenda felt her hair stand on end as she looked more closely at her stepdaughter. The girl's wild look and choking words told the brunette that the men had finally broken her mind apart!

"You filthy pigs!" Glenda screamed, springing up to her feet.

Sam was too slow, and he felt the full brunt of Glenda's sudden attack. She scratched his face, peeling a much skin as she could off with her sharp fingernails.

"Ahhhhhghhhh!" the fat man screeched, trying to cover his face as Sid and George pulled the woman away from him.

"I'll teach you, you bitch!" Sam howled a blood trickled down his chin. "Come on, Sid."

Sam reached out and grabbed his partner by the right arm. George still held Glenda tightly to his body, pinning her arms back as she swore and kicked and spat like a wild woman. Alana gone insane! Their lives were about to end in this toilet of depravity! She couldn't let them do whatever they pleased without her putting up a fight. If they wanted her to lay her head on the block without a fight, they had another thing coming!

"We've got the money. All you have to do is finish up here," Glenda heard a familiar voice.

As Sam pushed the big wooden doom open, two things caught Glenda's eyes and made her gasp. The first was her own horse Destroyer that was being led into the stable. The second was Peter Thomas following the stable master.

"Peter!" Glenda cried out in surprise. At first, she thought he was here to help her. But one look at his face told her differently.

"I'm sorry about all this, Glenda. But it just had to end this way," Peter said, standing by the doorway and folding his hands across his chest.