Her clit pressed into the spit, and with her mind numb to the pain all she could feel was the semblance of sexual stimulation and she moved. Her pained screams turned to shuddering whimpers as her body shook uncontrollably, the spit pressing onwards, taking a moment for the blunted tip to puncture the wall of her womb. The warmth of her mother’s body and the strange humiliation of being the center of attention caused her to feel turned on despite all the fear, and anxiety. I loved her dearly, but one day she went to a party that I couldn’t make it to.” She stopped for a moment taking a deep breath as she brought back old memories. And that means no roasting parties!” Came the shouting voice of Alex’s mother as Alex ran up the stairs to her bedroom.
