Retirement Home’s Tiny Lady (Senile Slut Mistreated) – Pt. 2

The senile old woman’s mental capacity was fading. When she was delusional, her body was used and enjoyed. Tonight, would be no different.

A small light flashed on the room indicator board.
“That’s Betsy’s room,” Martin said, glancing toward Johnny. “She probably has to piss. Take her to the toilet, then come back and help me with these dinner trays.”

Johnny, 18, had only worked at the Retirement Home for two weeks, but already he’d grown quite fond of Betsy’s 68 year old mouth. He'd already dumped cum down the senile old woman’s throat three times.

“Need something Betsy?” Johnny asked, stepping into her room.
“I can’t find daddy, and this metal things in my way,” the tiny gray haired woman replied, her fingers tapping against the bed rail. “Honey, help me, mommy has to pee.”

Johnny’s 6” cock stiffen. Betsy was obviously mentally confused – just the way he liked her to be. A minute later, Betsy’s hands lifted the hem of her house robe, as her tiny ass cheeks touched the toilet seat.

“Hurry honey,” Betsy said, squirming on the seat. “Mommy really has to pee.”
Johnny had no idea what the older woman wanted.
Betsy’s hands slid up his uniform, her fingers fiddling with his zipper. “Sweetie,” she urgently exclaimed, “Mommy needs to pee. Please.”

Johnny looked at her confused pleading eyes. Unzipping his pants, his hard cock slid through the opening.
“That’s my baby boy,” Betsy acknowledged, her lips immediately encircling his shaft.

With his cock securely in her mouth, Johnny heard the old woman’s piss splattering into the toilet. Wrapping his hands across the back of her head, he pushed his cock forward.
“Is this what you want, mommy?” He’d become accustomed to calling Betsy – mommy – when he was abusing the confused old woman.

“Um Hum,” she nodded, her lips gently squeezing his probing shaft.

Johnny suspected Betsy had done this with her sons. Maybe – he thought -- they wouldn’t let her piss, unless their cocks were in her mouth. That’s the reason she’d been so panicked, when his cock had stayed hidden under his uniform.

“You’re a filthy slut, mommy,” he hissed. “Want some cum to drink?” He was going to give it to her even if she didn’t want it.
Betsy’s head bobbed.

Shoving his cock forward, the shaft slid into her throat as his balls bumped against her chin. “Hold your tits. Touch yourself while I cum.”
When Betsy wasn’t mentally confused, like she was now, she was a modest and very proper lady. But in this senile state of mind, Johnny knew he could do anything to her – and she’d do anything for him… her baby boy.

Watching her hands massage her huge saggy tits, as his cock fucked her face sent a shiver through his loins. His cum would soon fill the high-class woman’s throat. He’d feed her his goo – for dinner.

“Swallow it, slut,” Johnny moaned, holding Betsy’s nose in his public hair. “Drink your son’s cum, incestuous whore,” he grunted, his cock pumping thick liquid into the old woman’s throat. Her body squirmed on the toilet seat, but her mouth never pulled from his gushing shaft.

When his cock was spent, Johnny eased his grip. Betsy’s lips slid toward the tip of his shaft. Before letting her mouth slip completely free, he asked, “Did you swallow your little boy’s cum?”

Betsy nodded, her tongue licked the oozing tip, still inside her mouth.
“OK,” he acknowledged, pulling his cock from her lips. Helping the old woman back to her bed, he whispered, “Maybe – if daddy’s not home – I’ll come back later… and fuck you.”

Betsy’s eye widened, her head quickly nodded. “Please Sweetie,” she whispered, “mommy needs you… inside.”
Johnny smiled at the senile old woman. “Fondle your tits mommy… until I get back.” Pausing at her room’s door, he glanced back. Betsy’s hands were cupping her large saggy tits, just as Johnny had commanded.

“What took you so long?” Martin asked. “I’m nearly finished.”
Johnny grinned wickedly. “Had to give mommy a – drink.”
Martin shook his head in admiration. “I heard the nurses talking – there’s a TV show they all want to watch. We can fuck Betsy for 30 minutes, uninterrupted.”

Johnny’s soft cock twitched against the front of his uniform. He’d never fucked anyone as old as Betsy. But they weren’t going to be making love to the old woman – they were going to molest her. His cock twitched again. He wanted the old slut.

Several hours later, Tanya, the head nurse exclaimed, “Come on girls, the shows about to start.”
As the group of women walked toward the breakroom, Martin quietly asked, “Ready for fuck Betsy?”
Johnny nodded, his cock was already growing under his uniform. Ten minutes later, the two walked to Betsy’s room. They found her asleep, the top two buttons on her nightgown were still open.

Martin shook her shoulder. “Betsy… wake up,” he said tenderly – just in case she was cognizant of where she was.
The old woman’s blue eyes blinked. “Hi honey,” she said softly, looking around the room. “Where’s daddy, Sweetie?”

Martin’s hand immediately unzipped his uniform. “Dad’s in the field. We’re here to fuck you,” he replied. Dropping his pants to the floor, he pulled the sheet from Betsy’s body. The hem of her nightgown had bunched-up just above her small hairy cunt.

“Look at you, half naked,” Martin hissed. “You’re a disgusting whore.”
Betsy giggled, sliding her feet up the mattress, her legs opening wide.

“Get your pants off,” Martin told Johnny. “We have a lot to do to her before that TV show’s finished.”

Johnny dropped his pants next to Betsy’s bed. His hard cock bobbed near the old woman’s hips.
“Come here, baby boy,” Betsy said, reaching for Johnny’s cock. “Help mommy feel good.”

Johnny quickly crawled onto Betsy’s bed, kneeling between her uplifted knees.
“What are you waiting for?” Martin asked impatiently. “Shove your cock in her cunt. She won’t remember what you do to her. She’s just a piece of fuck meat for us.”

Johnny leaned forward, the tip of his precum oozing cock pressed between Betsy’s pussy lips. Smearing his slick liquid against her opening, he pushed inside. It took a few gradual pokes before his cock disappeared deep into her dry hole.
Smiling at Johnny’s face, though doubtlessly seeing another boy, Betsy moaned, “That feels nice honey.”

His cock was now coated with her warm slickness. Sliding his forearms under her raised knees, Johnny lifted her feet from the bed. “You filthy fuck-pig,” he moaned, driving his cock’s length into Betsy’s pussy. “My friends told me you sucked their cocks.”

Betsy groaned, enjoying the familiar sensation of having a cock inside her body. “Only… the small ones,” she replied. Johnny looked at Martin, wondering if Betsy truly had sucked other cocks. Had this prime and proper old woman been fucked by her son’s friends – years ago?

Martin pulled Betsy’s mouth to the side of her bed. “Here Betsy,” he said coldly, “Suck this one. It’s not small.” Pressing the tip to the old woman’s lips, he pushed the head over her tongue and immediately into her throat.

Betsy gagged as Martin’s balls slapped against her right cheek.
“Ummmm,” he moaned, “good job. Take all 7” slut.” Watching Johnny’s cock sliding into the old woman’s cunt, Martin matched his insertions into her throat with simultaneous thrusts. He knew, when Betsy gagged, her cunt would squeeze Johnny’s cock.

Minutes passed as the two molested the old woman.
“Whore’s got a great throat,” Martin groaned, holding Betsy’s lips around the base of his shaft. Betsy squirmed, her hands slapping against Martin’s chest as she continued gagging.

Johnny’s cock slammed into Betsy’s cunt. “She’s tight when you do that.”
“She’s got another tight spot – for us. Get her on her side,” Martin said.

Johnny moved off her bed, his cock now covered with Betsy’s warm slick cunt juices.
Withdrawing his cock from Betsy’s mouth, Martin watched her gasp for air, enjoying her obvious discomfort.

“You like cocks in your throat, don’t you whore,” he said uncaringly, his right hand cupping her saggy tit.
Betsy nodded, her eyes filled with gag-tears, “I like yours, honey,” she replied, having no idea who Martin truly was.

“Lay on your left side,” Martin instructed.
As Betsy slowly rolled toward Johnny, she asked, “Honey, are you going to…” her voice dropping to a whisper, “fuck mommy again?”

Johnny’s cock throbbed, knowing the woman was completely unaware of who he was. “You’ve been a disgusting slut your whole life,” he replied. “What else would we do with you?” He’d never spoken to anyone this way. But knowing he was going to continue molesting the old woman – it seems appropriate.

“Face her,” Martin said. “Lay on her bed, shove your cock in her cunt again.”
Johnny pulled Betsy’s legs open as he moved his cock to her pussy. With his face only inches from her, he asked, “Is mommy a filthy slut?”
Betsy’s eyes twinkled. “I am honey… for my little boys.”

Johnny’s cock pushed between her warm slick pussy lips. He saw Martin lay behind her.
“Ohhhhhhhhh,” Betsy moaned. “Baaaaaaaby, pleeeeeease,” she groaned.

Martin’s right hand slid over Betsy mouth. “Shhhhhh, whore. Shut up and take it.”

Johnny instantly understood. Martin’s cock had driven into Betsy’s ass. His friend’s 7” shaft slid deep between her tiny ass cheeks as his balls slapped against Johnny’s – as he fucked her cunt.

Removing his hand from Betsy’s mouth, Martin grunted, “You filthy old ass fuck. Better enjoy this, because you know what happens next.”

Johnny had never double fucked anyone. The sensation of another cock, sliding into the same body he was fucking was amazing. Tilting Betsy’s head back, so he could see her face, he looked into glazed blue eyes as he drove his cock deep into her cunt.

“You enjoying this?” Johnny asked dispassionately. “You like being used like this? Just a piece of fuck meat?”
Betsy’s eyes were blank. She had no idea where she was or who they were. Her only reason for existing at this moment, was to satisfy their cock’s desires. The realization sent a lustful surge through Johnny’s body as he raped the old woman’s pussy.

“Oh, honey,” Betsy groaned, her body being simultaneously molested by two cocks. “I love… my little boys. I’m not…,” she paused, then shyly whispered, “a piece of… fuck meat. I’m mommy.”

Martin had been mercilessly driving his cock deep into Betsy’s ass. His hand had muffled her loud moans several times. “OK,” he said, “Johnny, we better finish.”
Slipping his cock from Betsy’s asshole, he stood by her bed side. “Get on your stomach, bitch,” he coldly demanded.

Handing her pillow to Johnny, he said, “Put this under her cunt. It’ll lift her ass up for you.”
Johnny took the pillow from his friend. “Won’t that make her pillow smell like her pussy?”
Martin chuckled. “How something… smells… won’t be her only concern in a minute.”

Sliding the pillow under Betsy’s hips, her small ass rose above the bed.
“Shove your cock in her asshole,” Martin said. “It time to cum.”

Johnny had never been in anyone’s butt, he’d only seen it in porn videos. Holding his slick shaft’s tip against Betsy’s puckered opening, he pushed forward. The muscle ring of her asshole reluctantly opened.
“Ohhhhhhh, honey,” Betsy groaned as Johnny’s balls pressed against her soft ass cheeks.

“Your ass is mine, mommy,” he moaned, as he repeatedly pushed deep. Mercilessly driving his cock’s length into the tiny woman’s body, Johnny hissed, “You filthy cum whore, take your little boy’s cock in your ass.”
Johnny had never experienced anything like this. The woman’s cunt was amazing, but her ass – simply indescribable. He glanced toward Martin who was pulling Betsy’s mouth to his cock.

“Clean my cock,” Martin instructed. “You’re a disgusting cum slut,” he groaned, pushing his ass-covered cock between her clueless lips, shoving it immediately into her throat. His hips ruthlessly jerked forward as her lips slid down the length of his shaft.
“Johnny,” Martin groaned, holding the back of Betsy’s head, “Cum in her ass. Rape the old woman.”

It only took a minute. While Johnny fucked Betsy’s tiny ass, he watched his friend’s cock slam into her mouth. He heard Martin’s moan. He knew Betsy’s throat was drinking his friend’s cum.

“Ummmmmm,” Johnny groaned, his cock buried deep between her ass cheeks. Her tight ass muscles squeezed his probing shaft as he dumped his cum into a dark place – which had doubtlessly been filled many times before.

A few seconds passed as the two enjoyed their perverted conquest.
Johnny’s cock slowly pulled from Betsy’s asshole as Martin stepped back, pulling his pants up his legs.
Martin grinned at his friend. “Give her a taste,” he said, pointing to Betsy’s mouth.

Johnny quickly walked to the old woman’s face, which rested on the side of her bed. His semi-soft ass-covered cock hung a few inches from her nose. “Mommy,” he said, “see that cum on my cock? Swallow it. It’s from your ass.”

Betsy’s eyes sparkled with tender love. “OK, honey. Anything for my little boy.”

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