You said the story was based on a true story. We felt all the feelings they were having in the story too. This story was about a mom, her son and his ...est friend. I started reading the girls part. I read for a while and got a chill&hellip,. I said to my self&hellip,.this story seems so real. John&hellip,&hellip, Damn this story is strangely familiar, but I didnt recall reading it before. It was making us both very aroused, way beyond any other story. We were only 1/3 of the way into it when. I moved my hands up to her cheeks and spread them. She moaned a little louder at this. I stuck my tongue in her vagina and repeated the motion. This time I was able to touch the bottom of the crack all the way up. This was the first time I'd come in contact with her asshole. The moan was louder still.I continued this a few times, playing with her little star as I passed it, then delaying and playing some more until I was just concentrating on her asshole.By this time she was squirming and. The Mistress smiled. ?I only have one needle left.? She put on a fake pout. ?Where do you think I should put it?? ?Please don’t.? Lucia whispered. ?Please.? ?Well, since you did say please.? The Mistress knelt once again. Lucia felt her clit being squeezed between the Mistresses figures. She couldn’t fight it any longer, she simply hung by the nails, breathing deeply waiting for it to come. The crowd was holding its breath in anticipation. She felt the tip of the. What'cha got there, for your friend Ray?" he said, looking at the plastic box of food, as he checked out her ass in the tight jeans she was wearing as she passed in front of him."I brought you some Thanksgiving dinner," Misty said brightly. "Can I come in and stay for a bit?" Sure, sure.... of course, darlin. I'd love for you to stay for a while," Ray said as he involuntarily licked his lips, as he thought about this sexy teen."Oh good," said Misty, as she unzipped the puffer jacket, and threw.