“My Chris.” Her cunt spasmed on my cock and she bucked against me, Fuck, just the idea of being some guy's sex slave as enough to send this whore ...nto an orgasm. “I can't wait to meet my Chris!” she moaned. “Chris will come today and you're going to go with him because you belong to him now.” “Yes, yes, I'm all his,” she panted. I left Velvet panting on the floor of the coffee stand, my cum oozing out of her cunt, wearing only a single pastie. She was a nice fuck, Chris was going to enjoy her.. I told him that I was a little cold and that maybe I should move out of the wind. He put his arm around my waist and led me away from the railing down onto the beach which had sand dunes providing shelter from the wind. After a very short time his hand slid down my side to the top of my leg, I could feel his hand on my bare leg just above the top of my stockings. I stopped walking and turned towards him, he then put his other hand in the same place on my other leg, I just looked at him as he. She finally came down and there was the woman I’d been cumming over. A grey, loosely-fitted dress, barefoot with perfectly painted purple toes and big white tits on full display down to just above the nipples. Her nipples were hard with the sudden change from hot shower to cool living room and…when the light hit the dress at the right angle it became apparent – no panties. A thick triangular mound of curly pubic hair sat right over her pussy and possibly a tattoo?Taking a seat next to me, she. She wanted him to see her naked. It was so wrong and bad, she was wrong and bad. But she realised at this precise moment in her life, she new, she liked this powerful feeling of bad wrong things and not being in control. Like now, she wasnt in control she was letting her ten year old brother be in control. And he wanted her naked and she was letting him. On this realisation her pussy quivered with a small orgasm, making her whole body tremble. She couldnt hold back a tiny moan of pleasure. She.