not like you have a choice

You get in the back seat of the car not wanting to be near her but she objects "How old are you? get in the front passenger seat silly" she seems to be exuding a more chipper and kind attitude, sighing you move to the front of the car, once your in she smiles and shuts your door before getting in the drivers seat, as your driving off you think all is well as she stops outside Sarah's house.

Then as your getting out, thinking that your life can go back on track Charlotte pins you against the car "Are you really that dumb? did you forget about you biting my cock? I'm going to enjoy making you cry" she kisses you deeply before slapping you "You really should have been a subservient bitch, that way your life as my **** would not be as torturous, oh well...no use in crying over spoilt milk" she smirks as she pulls her pants down as well as yours "Sarah won't be home for another hour, so you can do me a solid and suck my cock, if you bite it again, there will be more severe punishments".

You swallow your pride before closing your eyes "What is it with you boys and closing your eyes when sucking cock" she sighs "Fine, not as if i care, but not to worry my ****, we will whip that out of you" she smiles all motherly as her fat ass breaker presses against your lips, reluctantly you open your mouth and take the spongy head into your mouth, feeling it pulse as it slips in your mouth, your jaw is hurting and tears are forming, but it does...feel...good, maybe.

Maybe you should just give in, it's far better than pain.

You start willingly sliding your head forward as the hot yielding flesh fills your mouth oh so perfectly maybe Charlotte was right, maybe you do belong to her.

You know this is going to break Sarah's heart but.....it feels so....so right.

You take a deep breath through your nose while you have the chance before pushing your head forward, its a struggle to push that thing in your throat.

"Aww are you struggling, too fucking bad, if you had just been a good boy, momma would not have to do this" the moment she speaks she gripped your hair firmly, then when the word 'this' was uttered, you temporarily lose your hearing and it feels like someone gave you a really hard sucker punch to the throat as your neck goes from its normal size to looking like you just swallowed a 2L coke bottle, tears, spit and fear are pouring out of you.

"Nhnn bout fucking time, I fucking love being a boys first, whether they want it or not" she smirks holding your head there with surprising strength or maybe having something the equivalent of a coke bottle in your throat is making you weak.

As your throat tries to compensate and reject the massive fuckmeat in your throat you try to remember that if you defy her, you will only get pain.....but it fucking hurts...not like she cares.

If only....

If.....only....