”She giggled a bit shyly as if not sure whether to go ahead and wipe her shoes on my head. She was hesitant and I think, she was in a mood different...from yesterday and not exactly ready to start off we left last night. I on the hand hadn’t thought of anything else since last night. I so badly wanted to be her doggie and to be near her feet and worship them every single minute.I looked up to her divine face and begged.“Please Ma’am”.She looked a bit uncertain. I looked into her beautiful green. Mmy lips parted and the hot flesh slidthat purple 'thing' slipped intomy mouth. The gag that filled my cheeks was no longer an inanimate pairof my sister's soiled panties but the living throbbing flesh of a man'sexcited sex.The butterflies turned into liquid churning masses of snakes in my tummyas I felt my cheeks glowing scarlet. Now at last I knew - truly knew -what an utter little slut I must be with that overwhelmingly dirty thingcrammed tightly in my mouth. Shame raced through me from head. Looking out the living room window, between the thick, leafy branches of a tree and the edge of a nearby building, I could see a sliver of the bay- a strip of deep blue below the light blue sky. "I wonder how long it would take to walk down there" I thought to myself, turning my eyes to the TV in time to see another hysterical contestant barreling towards the stage onThe Price is Right. The house was already clean, and the only load of laundry I had to do was now in the dryer. I couldn't. Paul was oiling up her asshole for his dick."UNNGHHHH!" she groaned, feeling hot flashes of pleasure shoot from her ass to her erect, swollen clit. At the same time Byron reached down and stroked her puffy labes, sticking in his forefingers and wriggling them around her steaming, juice slicked snatch. Julie thought she'd go out of her mind as she felt her slick, sensitive cunt-walls scraped by her son's thick fingers."Christ! She's so fuckin' hot she's burnin' my fingers," Byron said as he.