I was wearing nothing but a tee shirt and a pair of shorts that morning, and as usual, no bra.As I raised Jeff's shades and chatted about nothing spec...al, I felt his eyes boring into me. I wondered what he'd been dreaming about to give him such a hard-on, and the emotions I experienced at that moment were very upsetting.Several things sped through my mind in a numbing rush. I missed Jeff's father like crazy and was unbelievably horny, especially after seeing my son's huge prick. Images of of. Beneath me. Her silky thighs rubbed against mine, another delight.And her little whimpers ... The way her voice quivered as I thrust all the way into her depths was intoxicating. I loved hearing my little sister make such sounds of pleasure. To feel her squirm beneath me.“Oh, I like your cock so much, Deidre,” she moaned. “Oh, so much. This is so amazing. I can’t believe it. We’re making love.”“Yes,” I moaned, pumping faster, her hot, tight pussy clenching on my dick. “Oh, you feel amazing.”“I. Describe to me how you pleasure yourself while dreaming of your Master. Tell what you want to do to please your Master. You should know that just thinking about my little pet keeps me aroused all the time. But do not get too proud. You are now mine and I will punish you if necessary. But it is always for your own good. Now, make yourself come for me. That is your first task, little slut slave." It turns me on just to read your messages. I am going to see if my husband can do more than an oral. " Without thinking, my own hands began mimicking the actress in the movie; I slipped the camisole down, exposing my breasts, and cupped my tits, squeezing them softly. Her hands continued to rub on her cameltoe, playfully pulling on the long hairs, until she finally using her fingertips, pulled the material aside, exposing her gorgeous pink labia lips to the camera. I think I gasped, as I had never really seen another pussy before, well, my own, but seeing yourself in the mirror is just not the.