Oh god!!! I thought to myself. I so hope that she did not hear me. I could hear mom talking to me in a distance. All that I could do was resp...nd with nodding of my head. To be honest I did not really know what she was saying. It just felt so good having moms soft hands palming my nipples. There was a release, and the next thing that I was aware of was that mom was behind me holding my breast up in front of the mirror. So baby girl how do you think they look. He plunged in hard and then held himself there, catching her out and provoking a gag, before he suddenly started slamming her again as she started choking. She desperately tried to control herself as he brutally throat fucked her but it was only a matter of seconds before she broke, and it was different this time. Not just a gooey mess of saliva, she actually threw up, giving a loud choke and coughing up hard round his pumping cock, her body heaving awfully as she did, the thick mess spewing. Each day an endless stream of silent minutes taunted me until nightfall. Then my mind played haunting memories. I wrote to fill all my empty spaces. What the hell happened? Consumed my thoughts every day.# It sounds like a cliche doesn't it? Two people meet online and say naughty things to each other. Get to know the other person. Meet and fall in love. It's like we're living a modern-day romance.“I’m going to turn this into a story. It’d be epic. Dirty, hot, funny, and sexy.”“Do it. I dare. Serious notes going on here." Jamie went to speak but Emma snorted. "And if we do this then we clear a few notes and it a shite-site easier than fucking with Benefits Office, ya get me?"Jamie nodded. "Oli will give us fuck all," Jamie told him and Emma put her head in her hands and ran them through her hair. "We do it but we need to do it without Oli." Just ask," she told him. "If he says no when we ask then I got an MP's house as a backup. Few watercolours at taxpayer's expense." It can be.