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“Blue, darling,” Mother called over her shoulder as she grasped the young man’s cock in her hand, squeezing hard. The older man was standing to the side, his arms crossed over his chest, watching. “Would you bend Jilly over and fuck her, please?”

“No!” Jill cried, panicking and starting to run, the cat o’nine tails clattering to the floor between her legs. Blue caught her arm, turning her roughly towards him with a shake of his head.

“Yes, sweetheart,” Mother said with a firm nod.

Blue moved the girl towards Mother’s tall bed, grabbing her arms and twisting them behind her back as she struggled.

“Watch this, lovey.” Mother’s hand squeezed Jack’s cock, working it slowly up and down as she leaned in to the young man.

“Please!” Jill sobbed as Blue held her in place with one hand, the other working his breeches. His cock was hard and thick, and he pressed it up between her lips, making sure that the two figures behind him could see what he was doing. “Oh, please, don’t!”

“Mother,” Jack said hoarsely, watching the older man’s cock run up and down Jill’s slippery slit. “Don’t do this.”

“She’s not a virgin,” Mother murmured, rubbing her thumb over the young man’s cock head. It was slick with pre-cum. “Is she?”

“Oh god, please.” The girl struggled, and Blue grunted in his attempt to keep her still.

“Tell me, Jack,” Mother whispered, her other hand finding the sac hanging low under his shaft. Her fingers tickled and then tugged, making him gasp. “Tell Mother the truth.”

“Yes!” he cried, watching Blue’s cock easing Jill’s pink flesh apart. “Okay, yes, yes, it’s true!”

“No, Jack!” Jill sobbed, looking over her shoulder at him.

“Yes,” he gasped as the grip Mother had on his testicles eased. “Yes, I fucked her.”

“Good boy,” Mother murmured, her eyes bright as she looked between the two of them.

“Noooo!” Jill moaned as Blue slid his cock deep into her hole, grabbing her hips and pulling her in tight.

“Fuck her hard, Blue,” Mother insisted, still tugging gently on Jack’s stiff member.

“Fuck her until she says yes.”

“No!” Jack watched as Blue’s thickly veined cock parted Jill’s soft flesh again and again.

Jill’s hands were twisted behind her back, and Blue yanked them roughly as he fucked her, driving his hips into hers with a jarring force. He continued to pound into her as she twisted against the bed, struggling under his weight.

“Tell me, Jill,” Mother called, her hand still wrapped around Jack’s stiff member.

“Tell Mother the truth.”

“No-oh-oh-oh!” The girl wailed, the force of Blue’s thrusts drawing the words out of her chest in short bursts.

“Jack,” Mother whispered into the young man’s ear, her hand squeezing and releasing his cock. “I think you like watching her get fucked.” The boy’s eyes fixed on Jill’s rounded behind, lifted high into the air as Blue impaled her. Jack licked his lips and glanced at Mother, his eyes pleading with her.

“Please.” He groaned when the older woman squeezed the head of his cock.

Blue wasn’t stopping-he wasn’t even slowing-and Jill had finally submitted, her face pressed into the mattress, her cries muffled.

“Come with me,” Mother murmured, unlocking the manacles around his wrists and leading him toward the bed by his cock like a leash.

“Jill,” Mother murmured, putting her face down by the young girl’s. “Just tell Mother the truth…did you let him fuck you?”

The redhead turned her flushed, tear-stained face to the woman, her lower lip trembling as she whispered, “Yes…”

“Now the big question,” Mother went on, pulling Jack a little closer by his cock, making him gasp. “Did you like it?”

“I…I…” The girl squirmed as Blue thrust into her again, his flesh slapping into her ass. “Ohhh god…yes…yes, Mother, yes…”

Blue slowed, letting go of the girl’s wrists, and she whimpered as the big man ran his hands over the swell of her behind.

“Good.” Mother nodded, standing and surveying the scene. “Jack, up on the bed, please.”

Looking confused, the boy climbed up next to Jill, watching as Mother rubbed her chin thoughtfully.

“On your back, there’s a good lad,” she instructed. “Now, Jill, up you go…” The girl stood, her eyes wide as she stared at Mother over her shoulder. “But…”

“You heard me,” Mother said, her tone firm. “If you like Jack’s cock so much, you can have it…but only when I say so.”

Blue backed away from the girl, his cock still slick with her juices and Mother smiled when she saw it.

“I won’t forget you, darling,” Mother whispered. “I have a special surprise for you.” Blue nodded, his hand stroking his cock as he watched the young girl climb onto Jack and straddle him.

“Come along, Jill,” Mother said impatiently. “Mount up!”

Jack moaned when she aimed his cock into her flesh and slid down the length of him, settling herself into his hips like she’d been there before. They began without asking, their bodies doing what came natural, rocking together on the bed.

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