I came to your place and you thinking we were going to a club were dressed in a loose skirt and low cut top with no underwear as never let my cum slut...wear any.I told you to get in the back of the car and you slid in as we drove off in to the night, as we drove to the club I told you to lift up your skirt and start to finger yourself which you did as we drove. You did not notice that we were not going to the club as you played and were quite surprised when I pulled off the road after about half. . oh shit, Karen, please no!" she gasped, looking down at her tortured breasts being jerked from side to side. "God... you're hurting me!"Karen leaned down and kissed her, dangling her own luscious dark globes in Laura's face. "I'm going to hurt you more," she whispered seductively. "I didn't mention it before, but I found a new toy." Oh god," Laura thought, half in despair since she knew that every toy of Karen's meant a further descent into hopeless depravity and perversion.Karen leaned over. She started to rock herself on me ridding like her life depended on it. She grabbed my hands and made me play with her big beautiful breast, the breast that hade fed me for many years was now back into my grasp. She knew that I wouldn’t know how to play with them so she showed me how she liked it with her hands on mine. Once I got the hang of that she rolled over keeping me in her so that she was laying on her back, and I got to thrust. Again she taught me that as well. Telling how hard to. “It’s not fair. I hate not having you around.”“I imagine she’s on your case quite a bit, and I’m sorry for that.”“It’s not your fault,” I said, brushing back the tears in my eyes.“Now, now,” Dad said. “She’ll come to her senses soon. I hope.” Dad picked up the bottle again. “You want a drink?” he said, looking at me devilishly. I shrugged my shoulders.“Atta boy,” Dad said, and got up to grab a second cup from the bathroom. He poured both cups halfway full and handed one to me. “It’ll.