My own excitement began to build again and again I began thrusting into him. Each time I thrust into him he felt a twinge of pain to go along with the...pleasure. He moaned each time my pelvis hit his ass and I knew this was both pain and intense pleasure. I had learned to enjoy this feeling of power and his moaning actually caused me to increase the speed and intensity of my thrusts again. At the same time my own pleasure began to mount. I could feel him occasionally attempt to move away from my. Be a good girl and lick mommy’s ass!”Lick mommy’s ass! Don’t cum! DON’T CUM!!I did as commanded. I truly could not resist. I slowly licked her asshole, lapped it lick a dog lapping water. I foolishly poked her opening with the tip of my tongue. She slapped my cock several times. I could feel it bounce like a metronome and I knew pre-cum was sailing from it. I licked and lapped her asshole.“You sure it’s clean?”“Yes Mistress.”“Suck it. Suck my asshole!”I did exactly that. I sucked her. I’m pretty big “down there”, and I could tell that my wife, my stepdaughter, and her friend all took the time to steal a glance. I wasn’t hard, but the water did nothing except make the outline more noticeable. I wasn’t ashamed, but I definitely didn’t plan to show off my dick at dinner!Dinner was amazing. Wall all talked and laughed, shared stories and a few bottles of wine. It was getting late, and it had been a fun but very long day. So, the girls went downstairs to Jessie’s room to watch a. Yet she managed to stagger through the remaining couple of years until graduation. But she carried with her deep wounds and a heavy burden of unworthiness. Unworthy of love. Worthless. A waste. A total waste.Later, much later, she was still alone. Alone and lonely. Miserable. Unloved. Unlovable. In her mid-forties still a virgin, and not by choice. No man would have her, it seemed. For that matter, she could hardly bear her own company. "I love you ... ha, ha, HA!"Then, in the depths of despair.