Each piece of clothing was a brush stroke.She said, “I don’t want you to cum too quickly. So just lie back and relax.”I lied back but she wasn�...t going to let me relax. I felt her long hair across my stomach and her lips on my cock. Her oral assault tonight was unrelenting. She sucked me slowly with a nice rhythm. My balls were swollen. I needed to cum very badly. This beautiful woman had teased me for half the night.As my balls drew up tight and were ready to fire, she pulled off. I let out a. “Oh, Mistress, my naughty cunt is cleaning your pussy!” “Yes, it is,” I purred, loving her tight pussy squeezing about my futa-dick. “Just what your cunt was made for.”“Uh-huh,” my once bratty little sister moaned. Now she was my slave. Soon she'd be Daddy's slave, too.Mom drove the minivan down the highway towards Dad's house. She was naked as Fawn and me, her large breasts jiggling as we drove. Nipples thrust hard from her soft boobs. She bit her lip, squirming, her cheeks flushed.Poor thing. French was the language of the educated.)“A man needs a wife,” he said. They had children. Some lived, some died ... the Post name survived. Coming forward a hundred years, the United States bought Alaska.Rather than return to the serfdom of Russia, the Posts fled. All the way to Seattle by canoe. There they headed to Montana. They were in the way when the Hutterites expanded into Golden Valley ... and rather than keep moving in a country that was rapidly running out of moving room, they. He slipped another finger into me and I let out a moan"You like that slut?" he asked. He started fingering me faster and faster, his other hand still on my back holding me down against my desk. I struggled as much as I could fighting to stop this, begging him to stop, whimpering, sobbing, and moaning. I felt my body tighten and it happened. I came, and I came hard. I saw spots as my body tensed and relaxed. The whole time Richard fingering my pussy fast and hard. "That's right slut! Cum for.