The top of her head barely reached his sternum. She’d always felt small next to him, next to anyone, but now she felt smaller. Breakable. A doll. ... puppet. His puppet.A firm but gentle touch was felt on her wrists and it was all she could do not to lean back into him. His hands were warm and she knew he had recently fed. When they moved to her waist, she gave into the temptation, biting back a soft whimper as her back met his taut stomach. He slid his arm around her small waist, pulling. . Chodo mujhe wrna main bhr jakr kisi ka b lund le lungi . . Main smjh gya ki mom ki chudai ho rhe h meri mom bhot sexy h wo ekdm josh me chudai krati h . . Fir main sochne lga k mosi ka room sath h wo b sun rhe hongi ye sb. . To main josh me aagya or main b apna lund jo ki 7 inch ka h usse nikalkr masalne lga . . Or muuh se awaz nikalne lga aaahhhh or tez tez muth marne lga. . Or wha meri mosi b ye sb sunkr grm ho gye the.Unhone apne nighty me hath dalkr apni chut shla rhe the . Or mom dad. You’ve got your cock out, your hand wrapped around it, pumping up then down in time with my slow steps towards you. Just the sight of you like that has me getting wet between my legs - and I thought I was already wet!I stop beside your bike and ask simply, “Can I climb on?” “Oh baby girl, I was hoping you would.”I step up with one leg, swinging my other across both you and your bike, standing on your feet pegs. Your hands go straight to my hips, sliding down to my ass, pulling me down and into. ”Mark moved up over me again and laid over on his side, softly rubbing my stomach and tits while he quietly said to me, “Pam, if you don’t want to do this, tell me. It’s okay, I don’t want to push you into anything that you are not comfortable with.”As he talked to me, his hand moved down between my legs and began to slide his finger up and down my wet slit. In a matter of seconds I was arching my back and moving my pussy up to meet his finger as it stroked me. Mark began to kiss me again. .