But I just hope I don’t have to explain things to your parents.” There is no way out. Reluctantly, I begin thrusting my hips back and forth agains... the saddle, rubbing my naked pussy into the wet leather again. As I do so, he reaches up and continues cupping my breast, massaging it, squeezing my firm nipple. “You are such a sexy slut, Sarah,” he says, his voice trembling slightly. He can’t believe his luck. He has dreamt of getting his hands on this horny girl for a long time, but never. Jamal then picked Jasmine up and basically threw her on the bed. He tore off her thong and buried his face into her pussy. Jasmine moaned loudly. He licked her pussy clean, and then he began to play with her clit with his big finger. He then slid a finger into her and she let out a yelp. She start to moan louder and louder. "Don't stop, keep fucking me" she moaned. I could tell that Jamal's big finger found her g-spot, because she was shaking like crazy and pulling his face into her. I was so glad that she has small breasts , I could easily see over them.I watched her thrash her head from side to side and how her expressions change. I now had my hands pulling her small lips to the side with my thumbs inside her wet hole. It still left room for her fingers getting herself off.Seeing her increasingly getting wetter and occasionally just rubbing on her clit was definitely making me hard. I was hoping to have her give me a blow job when she is done . I am so glad that she has. My hubby’s name is John and my daughter’s name is Michelle, he is really her stepfather but to her he will always be her daddy. I guess I should start from the beginning so you have a little back story about how skeletons in my closet all came about.It was 1977 I was 17 and I hade just moved from Ohio to Colorado. I had just married my high school sweetheart, the man of my dreams or so I thought. Four months later I was pregnant with c***d. My new husband started to change from the man of my.