Shh. Mel. Dont cry. Good girls dont cry. Okay? Are you a good girl Mel? The young thing was frozen in shock and fear. Mel. His voice grew slightly imp...tient as his orgasm began to slip away from him. I asked if you were a good girl. Are you? She nodded slightly and mumbled a response to the strange object in her mouth. Good. Well, good girls behave and dont scream. So are you going to be a good girl and do as I say? She hesitated for a second before nodding her reply. Good. Why dont you show me. Beau had watched them and heard him.The next day Tabby wore an off white long hoodie over a black, thin tube skirt covering a Burnt Orange Thong. The snug skirt crawled up with the slightest movement. As she was dressing she heard “You look at Mom like my friends do, trying to view her secrets”, Beau spoke. Chubby replied “little bro, Mom yes, but I'm just really getting to know her and it's natural for me to see the woman she is”, Beau snickered “I guess”. Chubby told him to forget who she is. I thrust deeper inside her feeling her tits bounce against my chest. “You really are a sexy whore, I’m glad you put that ad up. I can’t believe I’m fucking you” I wrap my hands around her neck again and thrust hard inside her, trying to fuck her so she can’t forget me. “So fucking pretty, my perfect slut” I pulled the panties out of her mouth and kissed her softly. While my cock took control of her pussy my mouth took control of hers. For that one perfect moment we were one. I feel my cock. . now you good girl for Olga and Master Dan”Once again Dan was astounded to hear Vicky’s submissive response to the burly woman she was so depen“Yes mistress Olga. Slave Vicky will be a good girl for Master Dan”.“Wow Auntie Vicky, you sure look beautiful” exclaimed Dan after Olga departed, taking time to caress every inch of Vicky’s naked body, while deciding which hole he would attack first, before ending up stood beside Vicky’s waist high head and telling her.“Okay Auntie Vicky, you can suck.