All twelve inches was now deeply imbedded inside her stretched cunt. Her mother's finger found her large clit and began to pull it and rub it making D...borah begin to fuck with new energy. The post made her cunt make wet sopping noises with each fuck motion. Her ass flew faster and faster up and down on the post feeling it open her up."Ohhhhhh goddd, Ughnnnnnn...mommy its so good." She cried out in orgasm as the post sunk deep inside her over and over again. Her mother sucked her clit and ran. -- Hold on”Sara was trying to get Sam’s attention. “I have an idea, Sam, tell her we are moving the party to my place. Tell her to bring your suit. I think Tom and Barbara live on the way so they could pick up their suits too. Since Tom and Barbara have not been swimming with us before, it is best to start dressed at least.”“Sorry about that, Sara wants you folks to come over here and swim – Yes, the Johnsons too. OK, I’ll hold on.” There was some mumbling in the background and Betsy was back. Usually Yanni and I go alone or one of the mistresses go with either one, Yanni or I, but never both mistresses. I ate Bkfast and cleaned after myself. The mistresses don’t like to see the kitchen messed up. I leave all very clean and go to our room (Yanni and I) to tidy it up. Once I finish with those chores I start to clean the house. You know, vacuum and/or moping the tiled floors. Pass a duster over some surfaces and rest a bit since the mistresses and Yanni must be arriving any minute.I. She’s caught in the slick web of intrigue. The padding around her areolas suddenly seemed too tight. Her dress hung longer on each stretch of skin, flowing like water over her warm body. ‘Well,’ she panted, ‘what’s so urgent?’ Standing in the shade, she glanced back over at the parking lot- the crowd was slowly diminishing. She couldn’t stay long- she didn’t want to be alone. Not with a stranger. ‘Your fun.’ ‘My- my what?’ She stutters, indignant. ‘You dragged me three thousand feet to tell.