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You gag instantly, as girlcock slams down, your eyes **** open by the sudden tears forming in them. As Ashione lets out a blissful sigh above you, you **** around her rod, as her **** really begins. "Fuuuck, Sarah was right about you," she grunts, gyrating her hips" Soooo fucking tight. But your throat needs some work. And I. Am. Going. To. Work. It. Out!" She says thrusting between each intonation.

She finally pops into your throat, and now you better learn how to breathe dick. Instead, you gurge a spit foam around Ashione, and you recieve only a laugh from Sarah. It looks like there's a mile more to go down your throat, thrust aftet thrust, when it seems in a flash, your nose and I eyes are totally covered, she's fully hilted into you. "Ahhhh fuck Doug," Ashione says, letting out a relieved moan. "Time to make you my toy." And with that, she pulls out nice and slow, leaving only the tip in your mouth.

She lets out a triumphant laugh, and you a **** gasp, when suddenly drawing everyones attention, the door opens, fast. Standing in the door is your mother, come to save the day. She looks around quickly, before letting out a stern;"What have you two done to Doug? Out!" Sarah somewhere on the bed lets out a stuttering, "But- but Mom! Come on don't cock block us!" "No arguments Sarah, you're in trouble for this, and you too Ashione." Ashione hasn't moved this whole time, her dick stares at you. Twitching fiercly. But she too lets out an all too surprised, "Bwa, Lisa really? I've only just got my dick wet, just let me get one load out." Your mom shakes her head, "Out now Ashione. Your mom will know." With that Ash lets out an expaserated sigh, and finally dismounts the bed. "Fuck!" You hear from the hallway a "Fuck Sarah, your mom just blueballed me..."

Ah, your great mom, who won't defile you, the best. You see her approach your bed tomb, now usually Ashione is usually called an amazon, but Lisa is in truth. Standing at around eight foot tall, she towers over you at the best of times, usually leaving you conveniently just under her huge breasts, that even you with some guilt peak at from time to time, but she is really huge now from your vantage. She pulls her hair long black, and leans over you, her cleavage nearly spilling over her yellow sundress. "Ohh Doug, what did your Aunt do to you?" She climbs onto the bed, onto you, her weight pushing you deeper into the mattress, you would complain about the breath being pushed out of you, but this really doesn't compare to your previous captors methods.

She runs a hand over your face, "My poor Dougie, how could she do this to you?" She's so close, her breath on your face, her green eyes sparkle, with love of course, not lust, there's no way she would **** herself on you in your powerless state, mhmm. For your part you try not to look down into her dress, her tits up against the mattress, both those globes, both bigger than your head looking so inviting... Why won't she just take out this damn ring gag?

She runs a finger around the rim of the ring, "How could she have done this?" She says it all too slowly, "This is..." She pushes her longest finger down into your mouth, feeling the edges of your mouth. "Why would..." She pulls her hand back, and brings her face down close, looking deep into your mouth. If you didn't know any better, it looks like there's breeding in her eyes. Her eyes move up to yours, and you hope you convey some of the frantic fear you're feeling.

She lets out a long sigh, and lifts herself up a ways, and with some effort brings her hand to where the buckle of the ring gag is on the side of your head.

But the question is, does mommy free you?