I put my hand on Kim, and guide her to her knees beside him. Both of my submissives, kneeling before me. I pull Marks head into my wet pussy. He inhal...s my scent, before kissing my pussy sweetly. Kim reaches up and touches my ass, stroking it, kneading it. I run my fingers through her black hair. I move Mark aside and let Kim taste me for the first time. Mark reaches over to touch her, and I slap his hand away. She licks my folds, placing a finger there. She enters me, and my head falls back.. On the day I turned twelve, he waited until Mom and I left the house to go shopping for my big main present, an adult sized bike with an adjustable crossbar so I could pedal without banging my tender young balls.It was Saturday morning, the sky was a bright blue and Mom had on her suburban mom uniform, as she called it. She wore a pair of spandex bicyclist's shorts that showed every indentation and crease in her body, including her perfect camel toe. For a top she wore a light cotton tee shirt. He said nothing anything else would be r-ape.So you did d**g me and he laughed.Now he said the question is what are we gone do now,Were not going to do anything I said angrily.He said well bitch maybe your fiancee would like to know about this I said he wouldnt believe you.Leon reached in his pocket and pulled out some pictures and said I have proof.He wouldnt let me hold the pictures but showed them to me they was pictures of me just as he had described.Leon said now if you do what I tell you. Simon Barber'smisery was clear for them all to see inside Veronica's upturned coat ofshiny satin: bossed and belittled by his mother-in-law, laughed at byhis beloved bride and masturbated by his stepdaughters. His tears flowedafresh down his wet cheeks."Bye, honey, enjoy!" he heard from behind. This was the cruellest blowof all for Simon: did Monica know all about her mother's attitude? Wasit a plan, a conspiracy cooked up between the two of them, maybearranged several weeks before they got.