Not wanting to wake Simon, who by now was lightly snoring, with minimal movement I moved my hand across so that it was resting on Natasha’s thig.... There I started to gently stroke the backs of her thighs with my fingers, from the backs of her knees right up to where her panties started under the cheeks of her hard little bottom. This I did for an eternity, covering every inch of her legs and pretty much all of her butt. But soon I became tired of this, so I slid my hand along her side,. Then more moaning, leading up to another crescendo of hot adulterous orgasm! I felt i had to beat a silent retreat, and I went to a local cafe, totally confused. I had a coffee, but had to visit the toilet, where I had a lovely wank. Yes, I was wanking over my mother and her lover, that blond bastard! I returned home at the time I was expected, and pretended nothing had happened.Then a few months later, I was upset to hear that my parents were splitting up; dad had left home. I asked mum as to. He spoke, turning to the visitor. ?Yes, this is our most obedient slave. She's had so many cocks in her, unfortunately her bladder muscles sometimes seize up for long periods.? The visiting slaver looked disappointed as he eyed up the bulges your breasts made in the tunic you wore. The mistress told him, ?Usually it's about an hour between wettings though, so we'll have long enough to show how good she can be whatever her master tells her to do if she's gone recently.? Your. "Turn over," he said drunkenly, twisting Jane's feet around. Jim and Jane turned over while Harry grabbed the massage oil from under the table and pored it into his hands. He slicked up his rigid spear and slid one and then two fingers into Jane's asshole."Oh god!" Jane exclaimed as Harry pumped his fingers inside, opening her up for his attack into her tightest hole. Jim returned to the task of shoving his fingers inside her pussy and licking and sucking her clit. Her sucking of Jim's club.