As her skirt made its way up around her waist and exposed her pert arsecheeks she turned, pressing her hands against the filing cabinet as I shifted h...r now wet knickers to the side. She guided my manhood deep into her pussy, suppressing a scream of pure pleasure as she did so.I thrusted deep into her inviting pussy and out, right to the tip of my cock, before thrusting back inside. I looked at her arsehole as I fucked her pussy, it was clearly no stranger to a big hard cock and I became. She made it rather plain that she never wanted to see, or hear from me, ever again. She didn't bother explaining why she was so hasty." Uh oh," groaned Susan. "I'm afraid that Mitch and I might have had something to do with that. She must have been pretty upset with the way things went yesterday, and she doesn't even know yet that we have some pictures. The pleasure of ruining you both seems to be diminishing pretty damn fast." I don't see how we're going to find out why this Cashen dude wants. “Will you always do everything we want?” questioned Christina. YES, Ma’am,” she said“Will you fuck the whole football team before every game?” was Linda’s next question. “Yes, Mistress, all of them!” she answered. Then Christina asked, “Will you fuck your father?” Tracy hesitated, but said, “Yes, Ma’am, if I have to, please let me cum!”Of course, the girls had all of this on video tape, and would use it against her later on.Linda said, “Now slut, tell us all who you will fuck!”Tracy said, “I’ll. Once Garth had completed his task, true to form, Scully was at hand to push the trolley to Garth’s vehicle.After the groceries got placed in the trunk, Garth looked at Scully and asked, “What are you doing for Thanksgiving?”“Nothing,” Scully answered with a puzzled shrug.“Do you remember my wife?” Garth asked.“Sure, she’s a beautiful woman,” Scully reservedly answered.“Good. Well, Caroline thinks you are a sexy guy, and we would like you to spend tonight and tomorrow with us for Thanksgiving,”.