. This was touching!This was definitely not safe.And yet she didn't move.Amy said:"It's hot."Which had several meanings, and Sue wasn't sure what she ...eant, but all those meanings seemed... Dirty.And a little exciting.She could feel her own excitement growing.Again, she wondered how it felt. Both ends. To have someone inserting a finger in you, and to insert your finger into someone else's pussy. She tried to imagine the heat, the wetness around her finger.And, a little ashamed, she inserted. And she'd spent so much time thinking of herself as a mom, that maybe she'd stopped thinking of herself as a woman.Maybe that's what this is? She thought. Maybe that's why Ben said the things he said? Maybe he was trying to defend his masculinity by trying to assert his control over me as a woman. That still didn't excuse him though: he had behaved like a pig. And the more she thought about this the more her emotions started to simmer and boil over. He'd behaved like an obnoxious pig and. She also knew that keeping him happy sexually was all that remained. And, she was good at her job. To insure that there were no more "surprises", my Father rarely screwed her pussy. His favorite location was either her mouth or her ass. Both were in constant use. My Mother was kept naked whenever we were home alone. No need to cover up her assets. That's all she was to my Father — an asset. The only time she wore panties was during her period. And she never wore a bra. The only real clothing my. He looks at me and smiles. “Bet you never thought you’d be getting it on with your next door neighbour when you got up this morning did you, Moira?” “Well I did actually.” “Well aren’t you a dirty little bitch. Looks can be deceiving, you always seem so goody goody.” “I knew you liked me, you’re always staring at my tits and bum.” “Well, perhaps I do, guilty as charged. Now, enough chatting, get your hands on my prick and jack me off.” I do as he asks, gladly. His cock is quite dark skinned,.