You push your fingers into your cunt again and again. Your thumb rubs over and over your clit. It is almost more than you can bear. You feel the tears...fill your eyes with your efforts to control yourself. You need to beg again. "Master! Oh my God Master! Please! Please let me cum! Please Master! Master please...." I watch as the tears slide down your delicate face. I can hear the sheer desperation in your voice. I watch your hand work your cunt and your other hand pinch your nipples. Your skin. “Nikki! Brittany! Hey you guys, what are you up to?” I asked, moving awkwardly around the door so the door wouldn’t hit me in the womb. My lovely friends were there, obviously coming from a nice day at the beach with Nikki wearing a cute white two piece swimsuit. You can never really tell where Brittany was by an outfit since she really never dresses, she really loves the feeling of being naked and of course how much attention her swollen, curvy body gets from all the guys (and most of the. "I gave her a long stare, then nodded. "Yes." Oh honey!" she said, rubbing my hand again. "I sure wish you would have told me earlier... but I guess you had your reasons." She sighed deeply, then added, "Do I know him?"My stare was almost frozen on her now. How to say this?She leaned forward, trying to coax me on. "You know I'll never say a word, Nina. You know-" It's not a him," I said evenly.She blinked, letting the words sink in, making sure she was processing it all correctly."Not a him?"I. I jammed it so far down her throat I could taste what she had for breakfast. I pulled my face back a few inches from hers and said “ I always thought that you were a kinky, horny, woman who probably loved to get dirty when you fucked around.” “Oh yes I love getting dirty and talking like a filthy cum eating whore, but I always have to compose myself around my son, and most of all my husband. He really doesn’t like to get kinky, which is so boring for me. I .