But seeing her daughter almost drained out by the fingering, she got up kissed Katy on her lips lightly once and started pulling the blanket. “What ...re you doing mom?” Katy asked. “Its all soaked honey. I need to change it.” “No mom. I want to sleep in this today. I want to sleep on your cum.” “Ohh, you little slut of mine.” She put Katy on her back and got on top of her. …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. “Now its my turn.” Smiled Martha wickedly, “to please my. As I left the restaurant to go home, I noticed it. That little junky car that told me Brad still worked in the kitchen. With a sigh, I gave a bit of a pout and true to form my phone rang. Taking it out I pressed answer, and of course it was Mistress Jane. I didn’t even need to say hello when she said, ‘How is the job hunting going little miss big tits?’ I described everything I was doing and how I was once again a gainfully employed waitress and finished, at her request, with a description of. After several months of the black mailman coming over, and with him fucking mywife, she wonder how I felt about it. I’ve always enjoyed watching the contrasting skincolors, especially if they are fucking.” I convinced her that I loved to watch her getfucked by that mailman, and to hear her beg for more of that tanned love muscle.Slamming her wet cunt. She also knew that I loved to fuck him, while he was screwingher. She said she wanted to hear that and then asked if she could say. “I gave you what you wanted, now just go” She tried to sound firm and determined, but she lacked conviction, and her newfound brittleness was clear. “That’s a shame. I thought we were having fun…..you certainly were” he smirked, motioning to the large dark damp patch on the bed sheets. Catherine blushed “Why don’t we make this a regular thing,” “I can’t do that. I’m...i’m married. This can’t happen again” “You know….Annie said exactly the same, but she couldn’t keep away”.He added, in a.