Hannah looked as Bertrand came up behind her and leaned into her."I lie here often thinking about her, how beautiful she is and how much she liked the...man painted her on the wall." She felt him against her and reached out to him subconsciously, touching his leg and feeling how strong his thigh was."Oh, sorry," she stammered at him but didn't move her hand. She liked his muscled body and felt his hand on her back. She turned to face him, looking into his eyes as he stood there, feeling her hand. I thought she become an anorexic, drug-addled, self-obsessed, brain-dead bimbo. Fuck, fuck, fuck!”“Does God approve of such language?”“Actually, yes. Well, He doesn’t disapprove. He doesn’t like people taking his name in vain, but this? Well, what the fuck does swearing ‘Fuck’ mean? Like when Monty Python said ‘ooo the penguin’s just exploded’ ‘oh intercourse the penguin’. And everybody thought that was really clever and witty. But the man, or woman, or man dressed as a woman, had just said. .cum in me Pete...fill me up baby..let me feel it" Mom moaned. That was all he could take and Pete shouted he was cumming and shot his huge load in Moms' pussy while thrusting wildly. After almost a minute he was still fucking her and we could see his and Gregs' cum all over his cock as it slid in and out of Moms sloppy cunt. Mom told us to meet her in the bedroom while she freshened up so we all lost any remaining clothes on the way. Once we got there Ben asked me if I had ever fucked my. I felt Kim jerking my collar. "Time for the next item on my programme," she hissed.She poured me a glass of white wine while fumbling my clit. "You haven't cum yet," she asserted, keep it that way."She knew me well enough that I had been on the verge of cumming would never go as far without her verbal permission."I need to go to the toilet," I murmured."There are no toilets here for you." she said coldly. "You know what to do."It got me hot again, my bladder bursting. At a young age I had.