You love my cock don't you. Tell me you that you love it slutty boy." She said, fucking me harder."I love your cock mistress. It feels so good in my t...ght virgin ass." I groaned. She fucked even harder in response, and I heard the first of her moans, the feeldoe was beginning to have its remarkable effect on her too."Do you want me to cum in your ass, slut?" She asked, still teasing me."Ohhh yes please mistress; fuck my ass until you cum." It felt great having her use my ass for her pleasure, I. On an impulse he lay the catalogue down and wandered into his parents’ bedroom, wanting to see the type of lingerie his mother wore, not because he was buying her any, he was just curious, he found a black lacy pair of panties by the side of his mother’s bed, sniffing them he made his way back into his own room, his cock dribbling pre cum as he smelt the soiled panties and lay back on his bed, closed his eyes and enjoyed the smell of his mother.He never heard the front door opening or anyone. I tried to lift my head to look round at him, wondering what the fuck was going on, he pushed my head down again and before I knew it my skirt was up around my waist and he was roughly pulling my tights and knickers down over my thighs. I can still remember word for word the things he said to me as he had me pinned down on his desk. It still sends a shiver down my spine and into my juicing pussy.''Don't fucking move you little slut!'' He sounded like a hungry, feral a****l as he pressed his. As soon as I was born, I was given to a wetnurse for care. Later I was sent to France, to Convent School, for proper education and training. My father never wanted a daughter, you see. When Mother gave him no son, she was sent back to France. He wished me around while I was still ‘cute’, but at schooling age wished me gone so he might take other women to his bed for his pleasure, and for a son. Still none produced a son, so father turned to other sources of…. enjoyment, you might say. He would.