My lips refused to let him go even for an instant. I kissed, moaned and sucked his tongue non-stop.“You’re insatiable,” he said as I broke away ...o catch my breath. I nibbled his chin and said, “It’s your fault for turning me into a slut.”He giggled and then reached around me. He grabbed my waist with his big arms and rolled over, pushing me down on the cold mosaic floor as he came on top of me, rubbing his belly on my cloth-covered crotch.My t-shirt had been ripped off me during our kinky. I could not re-enter the dream-state, but I could remember it, and I thought about what I’d been thinking about, truly wondering if the impossible could become possible.Mom checked us into to only motel after crossing the village, a ramshackle collection of warped clapboard cottages that was probably a survivor of dustbowl days. She took a room with a double bed because it was cheaper than one with two single beds. She and Dad had had words about her wanting to take three days to make the drive. Indeed theycame almost together.We lay there exhausting. "Babette, stop being such a lazy slut. Getdressed in your uniform and then get this place tidied up or you willfeel the lash of my cane.So I had to rush around, trying my best to make the place back to itsproper condition. Occasionally Francine would leave the bedroom andcane me, in order to make sure I knew my place. But eventually I wascalled back to the bedroom and knelt at the side of the bed whereFrancine and Sami fondled each other,. Shelubed her cock up. She takes the lube and squeezed the tube in my hole.Leather Mistress ordered Ilsa to take my mouth.Ilsa walks in front of me and unzips her pants. She pulled out her 8 inchhard cock and slowly started to penterate my mouth as Leather Mistresspenterate my ass. I feel full in both ends. As they start to fuck me, Istarted to suck Ilsa's cock and back up on Mistress cock in rhythm.Leather Mistress and Ilsa both light up a cigarette and smoke as I ambeing split roasted by the.