Chapter 339 Her Cock Night:>>35

• Velcro, the Miracle Fabric
• During the day, Janice could barely function, reliving the debased scene where she'd been dominated by a man and a boy—at the same time. How could she have permitted, in front of her son, a stranger to strip her, clamp her, whip her, stuff her ass with an anal plug and then order her to suck her son's dick while this man screwed her pussy? How did he persuade her to insert her finger into Matt's ass? How could she accept her son ejaculating onto her face while a strange man fucked her in the cunt? Was it a ménage-a-trois or just an orgy?
• She relived waking up to find herself hanging naked against the den wall like a slave, breasts roped, nipples and clit aching and distended, a plug stretching her asshole, face marked with semen. She didn't understand how she could be both ashamed and proud, remembering how the men had looked at her with admiration and satisfaction.