"Does this mean you'll help me?" Sure," Jenn said, shaking her head as the two left the laundry room. "Why not? What do you want me to do?" First," Ol...via said holding Jenn's shoulder and stopping her just outside the laundry. "Put the basket down. You're the mistress. You have a slave who will follow any order you give." I assume," Jenn said over her shoulder. "That you're not talking about you?"Olivia smiled. "I would very much appreciate it, mistress, if you would use Molly instead."Jenn. I was getting deep as was humanly possible and Cheryl was taking every hard inch I possessed. We must have fucked like that for close to a half hour. All that hard gripping of Cheryl’s ass muscles had me nearly ready to cum. I pounded her tight hole a few more strokes and then I couldn’t hold it any longer. ‘I’m cumming!’ I cried out. I began to blow a quart of cum deep into Cheryl’s bowels. We both were thrashing upon the couch, fucking one another like two a****ls in heat. Cheryl gripping my. Her parents were conservative, religious people and her only sibling was nearly eight years younger than her and being her brother, she never even dreamed of talking about the subject with him. Her teenage years, where many girls explore and even experiment, were spent growing up on a farm outside of a small town. Her high school was small and her graduating class only had 40 other students. Addison was very attractive, the other boys would flirt and show her attention, but they too had strict. I felt confident that I could get her, but I didn’t know how to confront her.With these mixed feelings I just went out of the house to play with my friends. We played for 3 hours and when I came home it was already dark. I was very tired. She noticed me and asked what happened. I told her that I was very tired. She said that she will give me food and then massage my legs. I was too tired to notice. After having my food she came to my room with the oil. She had just taken a bath and smelled like.