.. like a typical mother would. I could see him standing behind me, using the reflection in the window,... I was able to see him. He was scoping his m...ther out ! I did my best to remain rhythmic but my pace slowed as I digested his taboo admiration. My heart was thumpin',... and my hands were slightly trembling in response. That alone indicated to me,... that this was something,... something indeed. I knew my every move was being observed as I loaded the washer,... so slowly. When I. ?Thank you Mistress? she whispered when I stopped. Then she got up to go take a shower and get dressed. Paul came back out with a towel wrapped around his waist and knelt back at my feet. He laid his head in my lap and said ?Thank you Mistress?, while I ran my fingers through his damp hair. We stayed like that until Denise came out. ?Mistress, may I thank Denise?? ?Of course you may pet.? He rose and went to Denise and hugged her. ?Thank you Denise. That was quite an experience.? ?You’re. She was squirming around and around on Donna's fingers, and without being aware of it, thrusting down further and further, driving Donna's fingers further into her own cunt."Ahh, Donna, now you're pushing against my cherry!" Debrah gasped, feeling the slight sting.The two of them twirled their fingers around and around the edges of their little twats."Ohhh!" Donna moaned, withdrawing her fingers from Debrah's twat. "Lick me, Debrah, please. This isn't any fun. Daddy's cock must go deeper than. Youjust need to get used to having a big cock inside you." He heardher grunt as he pushed in harder, over half of his cock inside her. His hips began to move faster, his powerful hands gripping her legs behindthe knees, thrusting them up higher, the plane of her sex now so open to him. Shelooked down, shocked at the spectacle of her ravishment, Dr. Michael usingher body like a three-dollar whore while all she could do was take his powerfulthrusts inside her once virgin pussy. She could.