If it's true that Mom tastes like your Mom wouldn't that mean that—"Before she could finish Sandra grabbed her and pulled her down locking lips with...her for a while as they continued rubbing their bodies, boobs and cunts in particular, together.After a while Sandra finally released Jenny and said, "Let's try it now. I don't know about you, but I don't think I'll need to work myself up to the big one after all. Just help me on with it, slowly."Jenny grabbed the harness and positioning the inner. Of course I said it was OK, and didn't think anything about it, until two days later. Then my sons' best friend, I'll call him Billy although that isn't his name, came over to the house around one in the afternoon. I told him the boy's were still in school and I didn't expect them home until after four. He told me it was OK, because he actually wanted to talk to me about something that was bothering him. I invited Billy in the house, gave him a Coke and we sat down at the kitchen table."So. “What time did he say?”“Nine, I better finish getting dressed.”I stood, “One thing before I make myself scarce, what are you gonna wear?”She stood and stepped over to our closet, opening the door. I held my breath as she took out the blouse and leather skirt, along with her red heels she’d worn to dinner with Kayla and Ethan. She slid the door closed and showed me, “I think these. Sexy enough?”I smiled, breathing a slight sigh of relief, “Yeah, I love them. Sure he will, too.”She slipped the. You want me, dont you? You want your Master buried deep inside you. His claws trailed over my pussy lips, sending a shock wave of pleasure through me. I was shocked to find that I did. I actually wanted this. Am I going insane? Suddenly, a slap was administered across my face. You will answer me when I ask you a question, slave. He growled, I looked in his eyes, which roiled like molten lava. I swallowed thickly, trying to get a hold on myself. Yes, Master, I let out, timidly testing the.