Oh really Maggie.I I don’t know what to say Mom.I understood what she meant.Ah, yes I can call Hank.I don't want you covering them with your sperm.I winked.Sitting in the chair behind the desk, he had his fingers wrapped in the hair of Cho and Hijiri and was controlling their movements bizarre as they took turns sucking him off.It went on for a couple of hours well after all old 21 men and women have spat in the skanks' mouths Grandma once, even twice or thrice...What I really want from you is to have fun with this.Finally, I decided to just run to my room and get the towel and clothes later.Her face kinky turns granny a little more serious.This isn’t about protection money. I could smell it from here, the miasma of my own asshole, the pungent stink of his cum. My mouth watered. Master? A little voice inquired. It was Opal, staring down at me with shock writ across her face. The others came soon after, forming a circle around me, baring witness to my debasement. Beg for it, you cunt. Yavara hissed in my ear, her voice bizarre wanton and shaking, her breasts pillowing my head, Beg for it in front of all your little pets. Show them what a depraved faggot whore their master really is. I old could see my slaves’ perception of me changing in granny their eyes, the image I’d meticulously cultivated crumbling. I was helpless, weak and blubbering, displayed Grandma before them like kinky a tapestry of abasement. Why did the humiliation arouse me more? Oh, why did I seek to delve even lower?! I couldn’t help myself.