"I'm just such a little girl, I don't know if your big one is going to fit in me. Maybe you'll have to put some sunblock on your fingers and finger me...good before you can fuck me." "I'll do it," he said. "I douched myself this morning, so I'm good and clean for you. We could take my blanket to a private spot in the park and do it there." "You know how horny you are making me, don't you, you little cunt?" "I've known it since I first saw you stroking your cock for me in the car. That's why I. That day, when Kristy saw her mother, all she had on was a man’s button-up shirt. It barely covered her pussy, and the teen could see that her mother’s breasts were swinging free underneath the shirt. Her usually pretty eyes were red and puffy, like she had been crying all night. Pamelia could not bring herself to look her daughter in the eye. The humiliation she felt after being sexually abused by the two strange men was overwhelming.“Your mother was reluctant last night, and this morning, to. I could tell he was close to cumming as he began vigorously stroking and grunting and I wanted him to give it to me. I reached through again, reaching for his cock so I could redirect him back into my mouth but caught his first jet of cum in my hand. I immediately smeared my hand over my lips and tongue tasting his sweet sex juice. He must have noticed my enjoyment of his cum and turned his cock to spray my face with at least two or three more nice thick jets of cum! While I wanted him in my. “Please,” she begged. “Please don’t stop.”I couldn’t stop. I was already in, far too deep. Janet’s hands found their way to my cock and she gently squeezed it. We made her way into the master bedroom.Janet and I connected. We connected in a very special way. It was pure uncontrollable lust- a desire to fulfill each other’s unmet needs. She welcomed me with open arms, non-judgmental and very giving in her very own special way.As we lie in bed, totally spent and exhausted, I wondered where we.