"Hi Miss," Amy asked the next day. "Have you made up your mind about those pictures yet? Are you ready to see our pussies yet Miss?" Amy, you know I c...n't talk about that. I replied, but at the same time I asked her if she had sent any pictures to the boy, or indeed had she received any more. I knew I shouldn't even be discussing this with her, but I couldn't resist."Not yet Miss. "Amy said. "We wanted to show our pussy pictures to you first, and see if you like them or not. You know we'd. As most men, he occasionally addressed the deities of his choice, presumably in expression of gratitude for his good fortune.The upside of his having cum so soon when I sucked his cock was that he was now able to hold his erection for some time, which pleased both of us. We fucked away, just enjoying the primal lust, untainted by any other concerns. I wasn’t going to get pregnant, I wasn’t going to interfere with his marriage, and he wasn’t going to be looking for romance or undying commitments. ”Then Steve moaned and I felt his cock tremble and twitch as he emptied his balls of spunk deep in my bum. He lent forward and kissed me after a moment’s pause, he thrust again using the last of his erection to pleasure me, I gyrated my hips to get all the use of his hard on I could and a few moments later I had my own orgasm. Steve moved next to me on the bed clearly exhausted. As my bum adjusted to the emptiness I felt Steve’s sperm leak from my hole, it felt wonderful to have my man’s sperm. "Was that a complaint? You don't like your mommy's pussy? You don't like the place you came from?" She struggles more, panicking from lack of air. "Stop struggling, and stop making noise." A few moments later, she gets the idea and stops. I let go, and she breathes in deeply, getting lungfuls of her mother's scent again. I shift myself around, getting my head up under Grace alongside Ella's. I'm upside down, cheek to cheek with the little girl, both of us looking up, both of our noses pressed.