My heart sunk, my former slave now speaking to me like that. But I HAD done everything that mom asked of me, I know she’ll forgive me now, I KNOW it... ?Mom?, I ask pleadingly, MOM?? She doesn’t answer, just keeps smiling down at me. She PROMISED! I’m getting scared though, why doesn’t she say something . . . ?____________________________Cassandra, the mother . . .I just look down and my beautiful, defeated, hopeless daughter. I’m getting aroused again, but I’ll ?save? it. I love her begging,. The look of concentration and pleasure on her face is new to me. “I wanted to fuck you like this from the moment we met, Jenni.”“So did I Sarah, so did I, so good, don’t stop,” Jenni whispers as Sarah lays on top of her and grinds into her in a fucking motion while they passionately tongue kiss.“Cum with me Jenni, cum with me, now, right now,” Sarah whispers as she has a huge orgasm.I am sitting on the sofa, very aroused, with an erection that needs attention as Sarah asks, “Would you like to. " Then she dropped the towel. I watched as my eyes bugged out. "So what do you think now?" she asked with a smile. I was speechless, both of me. This had not happened. Then things really took a left turn from reality. Shannon reached down, grabbed the bottom of her shirt, peeled it up over her head and dropped it onto the floor next to the towel. If I was speechless before I was absolutely dumbstruck now. "Do you like them, Jimmy?" she asked as she ran her hands up over her stomach and cupped. I locked the door, logged onto the Internet, did a search on "young," "teen," and "schoolgirl," and was within minutes stroking off to images on a website called "Barely Eighteen" or something like that. I came while "Manson-ing out" at the youngest-appearing model I could find.I was a little embarrassed the next morning as I drove the girls to the soccer field. As we pulled up, I saw Mr. Simmons, the math teacher and assistant coach, leading the warm-up drills. As the girls sprang out of the.