My mother," Maggie said haltingly."What about your mother?" Mom asked."I haven't seen her since I was ten. What was worse is that my brother Joe was o...ly five. She got bored, and just walked out." Her voice got a little softer. "I worry I'm like her. I've spent this week euphoric. I'm worried that when that wears off, I'll hurt Chuck." You're not going to, not intentionally, and you're not anything like your mother. I've figured that out," I told her."How can you say that?" she asked."Amanda.. “Deeper baby, I want you in deeper!” I begged as I felt my ass stretch around him.Now he was in balls deep and I moaned like a little slut becoming addicted to her first cock. I backed into him as best as I could while he thrust into me harder and harder and going faster and faster.“Oh baby that feels amazing, your ass is so tight I can’t wait to cum.”Now he was reaming out my ass as he called me his whore, his slut, his new little fuck toy as I could only moan and tell him to fuck me more and. I often stay hard and pressed her melons together, sliding my rod between them, using my cum as lubricant. Each time my big purple glans emerged, she skillfully licked or flicked with her tongue, sending shock waves up and down my spine. Then she would slowly lift one of her huge tits and licked her big hard nipple clean and then the other, sensually watching my reaction all the time. I of course wasted no time in massaging my cum onto her breasts and nipples, giving her more moans and pants. My story didn’t really fit into the pattern I detected, except the first part where I met and fell in love with an attractive and charming man. I didn’t really feel inferior to my husband, he hadn’t been able to make me doubt myself fully or make me believe that his punishments were fair, and above all – I still had my friends. I started thinking that if my mom and dad hadn’t died in that car crash, I might actually have gotten away. As it was, my grief for my parents had somehow done what.