Slowly I felt his hand move to my rib cage. My arousal grew, and when he slid it up and began cupping my breast, i couldn't help but moan louder this ...ime. He used his fingers to trace the neckline of my pretty low cut blouse, slipping his fingers inside tracing my bra, pulling it away from my skin, reaching inside pulling my breast free. My breathing sped up, i was softly moaning. He bent down and started sucking my breast around the nipple at first, then gently on the nipple, then with more. ”“Of course you do, my little slut,” moaned Mom, working her fingers into my asshole.My puckered hole opened for her digits. My sphincter stretched and stretched. And then she popped into me. I groaned, clenching down hard on her. My eyes rolled back into my head as her fingers worked deeper and deeper into my bowels. My flesh clenched down on her digits, squeezing so hard as she worked my pussy cream into my bowels.Lubing me for Daddy.I whimpered, moaned, squirming my hips on the pillow. My. Brenda thought that she must have misheard as looked at Miss Ward. She swallowed some coke to cover her surprise and felt sure that Miss Ward’s prompt response had definitely not been mere ad lib.“Well, not exactly what I had expected to hear,” she managed at last but she felt that wonderful tingling in her stomach.Miss Ward gave a soft laugh and tilted her head to brush back the rich auburn hair from her brow. “You must have learned by now that I don’t deal in the “expected”,” she teased.. He was horny as hell, and the precum that was flowing freely from his slit was adding the smallest bit of much needed lube to my ass, allowing his cock to piston in and out of me at an alarming rate. I gritted my teeth and tried to focus on the few pleasurable sensations that were being transmitted from my ass to my brain.The one benefit of a lubeless fuck was that every time my boyfriend's dry cock passed my prostate, the dragging sensation of skin on skin was mind-numbingly amazing. It felt.