Bob's fingers had pushed her dress up, and slipped inside her brief nylon panties, grazing against the curling strands of her soft, silken pussy hair. He let his hand slide still lower until his middle finger was in sudden, heated contact with the warm, damp flesh-folds of her excitedly palpitating vagina. She tried one last time to stop herself, and then everything became a whirring blur… Oh God, she couldn't stop it now, she liked it… she liked it…

Automatically she spread her thighs, opening the smooth flesh of her inner legs to his softly probing touch. The heat of desires mingled with the blistering rage running rampant in the testicles and cock of her daughter's naked boyfriend, and the warm air of the fading summer day wafted across her now exposed vagina, sending another ripple of wonderfully rising sensations through her.

"God, but I want you," Bob said huskily, and Ann thought that her whole body was afire. Shame at what she was doing swept over her flesh even as a wanton unaccustomed craving agitated her loins, and with depraved sureness, the muscled young man probed deeper and deeper inside her moistly throbbing vagina.

I'm a bitch… a slut… a whore… she told herself in utter capitulation. I can't help myself… I'm sicker than I ever imagined… but ohhh God I don't want it to stop…

Ann moaned aloud and struggled against herself vainly. "Ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh…" she whimpered helplessly as he continued to jerk his middle finger, then two fingers, then three, in and out of her hungrily clasping cunt-hole.

"You want me to fuck you with my cock, Mrs. Walker?" he asked with sneering confidence.

"No, please… don't ask… don't…"

But he had to, he had to subjugate his girlfriend's beautiful mother just as he had had to force her daughter to bow to his whims.