I push my cock against his butt and tease him with the bulge. He reaches for my nipples and twists them back and forth. It’s good to have a man to l...ve in the morning.I push my underwear down, exposing my cock to my man, and push it against his asshole, rubbing the tip around his smooth anus. “I could fuck you now, if you want,” I tell him. “Just suck my dick, please, David,” he replies, and twists my tits. So I suck from the base of the shaft to the sensitive glans, now unsheathed, and get his. She sat down with grace, her wonderfully perky and freckled tits swaying almost hypnotically. My lips ached to engulf her dusky nipple. I grabbed the hairbrush and walked to her. Please discipline me for being such a naughty slut, Mistress, I cooed. Smiling, she took it, and I draped myself across her lap like a good slut. My skirt lifted, cool air wafting between my thighs, bringing a minor amount of relief to the fire burning in my pussy. I am so sorry, Mistress, I moaned. Please, spank me!. Not conventionally beautiful, perhaps, but a rather lovely figure of womanhood. She'd put her hands back behind her head as soon as she'd finished removing her clothes as I'd told her to, lying there quite naked but for the irrelevant panties. And, yes, she was thin - ribs and pelvic bones all too protuberant - but she was, I thought, quite beautiful. The way her breasts rose and fell with her ragged breathing, the pouting, flexing folds of her labia, the lust in her eyes as she watched me so. Even though you’ve come a long way, you have quite a bit of healing ahead of you still. Until then, any substance that induces that sense of well-being could be addictive.”“I’ve got to go to my mom,” Kate said. “She needs help.”“I agree that something needs to be done,” Jan said. “The most likely cause of her problems is your disappearance. Knowing that you are alive and recovering will relieve her pain and may help reduce her dependence on drugs.”“Good. When can I go?” Kate asked.“First, let.