So I go home that Friday morning take a quick shower pack a bag and get dressed up black dress white thigh high nylons my husband asked where I m goin... I tell him that Curt has told me that I m spending the weekend with him and that he s picking up in a few min. he says ok baby have fun bring me back some of your love juice. Just then the door bell rings I go to the door and Curt is there I say goodbye but Curt says Wow Bitch you looking good lets go inside as we going back in the house he. She was a masochistic submissive, and I was tasked with finding her limits and helping her learn to control her feelings so that they didn't control her.Jess, on the other hand, knew exactly what her limits were, and she'd had her feelings under control. But now that control was fraying, and I would have to deal with that soon enough.So while I was certainly reaping the benefits of my relationship with the Millers, it was a lot to have on my seventeen year old mind. I should be thinking about. She started to moan louder."Oh, God, fuck me, bro! Fuck me! Put your babies in me! Knock up your dirty fucking sister!"The feeling of her pussy contracting and squeezing around him was too much, and when she screamed her release, he groaned into her breast as his cock shot more of his virile essence deep inside her.They collapsed into each other, out of breath. They stayed connected, sharing kisses and caressing each other even as he started to soften.Finally, she said: "You've knocked me up,. "She was relentless. She kept asking me the same questions over and over again, each time a slightly different way. She was sure that you were brainwashing me." But I am!" I said, spookily. "I have you in my power. Ooooo. You are under my control. You will obey my every command. Wha Ha Ha Ha Ha!" Stop it you goofball!" she laughed at me. Then she seemed to reconsider and said, "Actually, everything you said is true. The only thing is that I love it! I finally convinced Jill of that. Only then.