Sam's mom's touch set me off to a second. To say I slept very well that night is an understatement and when I woke needing to pee, I was still sandwic...ed between my foster parent and her mother. For the first time in my life I realized I felt loved, safe and secure.Friday morning over coffee the three of us talked. Sam told me that in her position of authority over me, she would never touch me sexually. Short of that I was to feel free to masturbate myself whenever I felt the need. Further, I. I don't want your fucking concern, okay?" She was way over her head shouting at me and it was just too much.“Mandy, this is my house and if you don't like my way of doing things, you might as well get your own fucking place right now!” A silence fell over the house like the power supply had suddenly been shut off. Mandy bowed her head and her long hair fell over her face. I knew I’d touched a sensitive spot and she really felt it. I waited for her reaction, expecting it wouldn't be long in. I mean I think I'm pretty and all, I have dark chocolate skin, a nice smile and dark eyes. My boobs aren't small but they weren't that big either 34C. I was toned from all the sports I did at school. "If I only I could," I said, as I laughed. “I really want to get to the gym; you know I help out after school with the kids program." We made our way to the locker bay, pushing through the other kids ready to make their way out of the hell that we call high school. “So you’re rushing there for the. Having recently cum himself it meant that he could take several minutes of this without rest. M. was reduced to screaming in both pain and pleasure as her internal organs were being grinded by a large, hard, foreign muscle. Her bum hole, stretched to its limits, was pouting rhythmically in and out in response to his rough administrations.M. was lost and so was K. but not for much longer. Eventually he pulled out and removed the condom. Once more he finished all over her, leaving long streaks of.