Her groan drops lower as I wiggle the tip my finger into her ass a little then pull it out.She arches her back and I can see her asshole move in and o...t as if kissing the air. I put my finger back in to the first knuckle wiggle it and pull it back out. She clinches, turns her hips up as if reaching for more and groaning. Her hands pulling harder to widen her ass cheeks. I blow on her little puckered hole and she bites my dick then sucks hard on it again. I put my finger back in her ass a little. "Kris realized with astonishment that the fact that a random trucker had seen what she was doing had set her off. She was having an orgasm. He felt his prick stiffen and, by pure force of will, kept his eyes on the road. She lay limply, breathing hard for another few minutes, and then did up her pants. She started giggling and leaned over to grope the front of his pants."Stop that!" he laughed."Pass another truck!" she giggled, trying to find the tab of his zipper."You're crazy!" he yelled,. “Yes...”“I think you’re wrong about that,” Donna said sweetly.She walked in with two boys, both Caucasian, relatively good-looking to Jason’s eyes, who looked a little older than him.“This is Sanderson, or ‘Sandy’ as he prefers to be called, and Walter ... they’re both seventeen,” Donna said.“Master,” Sandy said, “we’re to be your friends ... male friends, as Mistress Maxwell knows how few males you interact with regularly.”“We’re also...” Walter said, “well, stunt dicks, Sir.”Jason sat,. “You can’t be her.”“No...” the queen strolls in front of the group, enjoying the power she has over them. “We are not your mother. I merely use that image of her.”“That’s because no matter how much you despise us, you want to be just as human as us,” Eisley spats.“You should watch what you say,” the queen says, spinning around to face the woman, nearly slapping Eisley with her breasts. “We don’t need all of you alive, even pretty ones like you.” She runs her hand down his jawline for added.