“What are you thinking that makes you so sad?”Bibi blushed, unwilling to reply to this startling redheaded woman with the bright smile. But she ha... to say something – a free woman was speaking to her.‘A free woman, ‘ Bibi thought. ‘I was free a week ago... ‘“It doesn’t matter, Mistress,” she spoke out loud.“It seems to matter to you, girl,” the tall redhead replied, an amused smile barely gracing her lips. “Or did I not see a smirk on your face that meant I wouldn’t understand the weight of the. "I bet you do know. I bet you want to reach out and touch it. Go ahead, reach out and touch it like the little slut that you are."You reached out your right hand and started to rub my hard-on through my pants. I shivered with excitement, my boxer shorts already starting to get wet and sticky with pre-cum.I pulled away a little, but not so far that you couldn't still keep rubbing my stiff cock. You ran your fingers along the entire shaft, measuring out the 7 inches of thick meat. You still. For me? Eh, not so much.Not that I didn't have a boner, too, of course. And not that I wasn't in danger of shooting any second now. But that was because Laura Stone was right next to my mother, in virtually the same position, and I had my cock buried balls deep inside her. Since Laura's mouth wasn't buried in Natalie's muff, she was free to narrate her experiences for my mother's benefit."Your son —" Laura grunted in rhythm with my thrusts, "is so big — and so thick — and so good at this. — Bet. He looks down at me with hooded eyes and I suck in a pleasured breath as his finger and thumb lightly pinch my hard nipple and I whimper in lust as he twists it. "oh God Ally, I love the sounds you make" and I moan out "oh James" in a pleasured response. slowly, he begins to lift my shirt off of me, trailing his fingers along the sides of my body, leaving a ting ling wake in his path. As he tosses my shirt to the ground, I look up at him with lustful eyes and pull him down for another kiss,.