Michelle buried her tongue deep inside the girl. She played with Lauren’s ass as she squirmed, pulsed, and drenched her mistress’ face. “Mistre...s I,” Lauren plunged her hands in her mistress’ dark hair, “need to cum!” Her juices ran down her ass and lubricated her anus. Michelle took advantage of the natural lubrication and pressed a single finger into her tight little bud. “Uhhmmm! Oh fuck…please, Mistress!” Lauren lost her battle with control and just as she did so, her mistress’ finger. I wanted to see just what she had in mind. I removed my hands, and released her to do whatever she wanted to. To my delight immediately after pulling her mouth off my now throbbing cock my wife looked up at me, and began kissing and licking my shaft. The feeling of her warm lips against the base of my cock was absolutely amazing. As she continued to give my cock the loving attention of her lips and tongue I thought briefly just how lucky I was. Briefly only because her actions were preventing. I could hear my mom whimpering something, so kneeling down i grabbed her hair. "Something to say bitch?" Please fuck me sir!" She said."Sorry, didn't catch that." I said with a nasty smile."Sir please fuck your cum slut, fill me up.with your cock sir and put your load deep in me. Sir please fuck me, sir i need that cock sir. Sir please"She was practically crying like a child denied her toy by now, and so i returned to her pussy, my cock now harder than ever. As i started to push in she stopped. Let alone someone as young as herself. Derek was what, 34? Ivy wondered how many times she had pondered this. Almost every day she thought of him. She thought of his sexy body, his hard stomach and chest, his tattoo and the scares that decorated his muscular torso. She thought of his beautiful bronze eyes and dark, wavy hair that always look slightly unruly. She thought of his strong, lightly stubbled jaw and the curve of his mouth when he smiled, she imagined his strong arms around her..