. hard... and fast, with your finger. I want you to... fuck me... over and over and over... deep... inside my hot, and wet, and SO tight, pussy. Pleas... fuck me, I want it SO bad!" I whispered the lewd words I never thought I'd ever be saying, but which were easy with a lover like Kira."What else do you want, baby?" Kira asked, her tongue licking inside my ear now. My knees nearly buckled at the sensations shooting through my pussy and head."Uh, I really would like to feel your... uh, tongue,. I sat up and let her have her cheap thrill. I wanted her to see mybreasts. She would see them soon enough if she was going to fit myclothes to my curves.She claimed the clothes would be cut to fit an average male body, butI was no average male, so why was she so intent on fitting clothesonto me?"I could hear her father in the kitchen talking to Betty, telling herhow nice it was of her to fix breakfast for him and his daughter. Itdidn't make sense. If his daughter was about to have breakfast. I seem to get allthe sleazeballs hitting on me," she replied with a rueful grin,straightening up and stretching the kinks out of her back. She wasdressed in a sober business suit that flattered her lithe schoolgirlfigure and brought unwelcome attention from her clients.It amazes my friends how well my Mom and I get along. At times we have abreezy, playful bond, more like sister and brother than mother andchild. They are, of course, also amazed at how young she looks. Idaren't tell them that she. ?Don’t be so shy?, said the guy who seems to own her to me, ?she can take it!? After these words she looked up at me and her eyes caught mine for a moment. Beseechingly she looked at me at it seems she was whispering to me the word ?help?. The owner came over to us, grabbed the girl by her hair and pulled her up onto her feed: ?get up you stupid whore.? The cuffs left just enough room in order for her to stand upright. He grabbed her chin in one hand and looked into her face. ?We have another.