. I could have..."Heather forced herself to raise her head. She swallowed hard and stood, wincing as she hobbled over to her sister's bed, her pussy s...ill aching with the desire to obey her Mistress' wishes.Heather shook her head. "No ... no, I can't..."(How long before your mother turns her over to the Darkness?)Heather shuddered and stared at Melinda's nude and helpless body. Every day, Melinda was subjected to yet another demeaning perversion from Aunt Jo, with her mother joining in just to. It happened when a group of men seeing her on the street called her "sweater-meat." She should have been angry or blushed with shame. Instead, she felt a thrill. They'd noticed. Her tits were phenomenol. Men WANTED her. They wanted her TITS. She could tell by their expressions they wanted to put their hands under her blouse, tug at her bra, "feel her up." She knew what the expression meant. It was about what she came to learn was an important part of Rough Sex. She WANTED it. NO, she. ....I will continue. Taking the drip from your clitoris with my tongue , tasting it feeling it between my lips I find it totally arousing . You leaning forward I reach my right hand between your legs separating them slightly placing it just above your pubic bone , with the left I separate your lips with my fingers giving me full access . You feel me move my lips to your exposed womanhood and I begin to firmly yet gently sliding my tongue around your clitoris ,then sliding it in your warmth ,. My step mother would say "Have you been good today?" and I would say "I guess so" and she would say well lets go see. We would go into the closet and leave the door ajar so there would be plenty of light and she would drop my drawers and look at my ass and sometimes she would sniff it and sometimes she would tongue it and always she would finger it. ALWAYS. What I can't figure out is why she didn't reason why my butt wasn't red and raw anymore. But then again after she gave me a good.