Wally knew the opposite was true with the last count of no less than thirty-nine rubbers filled with scum from thirty-nine different dicks all drainin... with groans and moans into his older sister’s pretty puss.He wanted desperately to be number forty to give her a memento of his long denied longing to feel her inner perfection holding him safely inside her living, breathing feminine core.The horny seventeen year old had accidently seen her taking it from behind standing slightly bent over in. It was a dark night, and you couldn't see much because of the snow which actually benefited me. The house had a motion detected light which would shine as someone would walk onto their property, but I knew from watching the home a few nights back that it was broken. I crept onto the front porch. I also knew that the house didn't have an alarm. The family lived there for 25 years, I guess they never thought that something would happen to their home, but people really need to think twice. Better. We started to kiss, tongues dancing in our mouths. I unzipped her pants and started rubbing her pussy with my hand. I stick my fingers in her wet pussy. It's hard to explain, but for me as a male, feeling smooth, wet pussy on my fingers is just one of the best feelings ever."Yes, fuck me with your fingers...", she whispered while she was singing an opera of woman about to cum.I felt her juices flowing out of her wet, soft hole, all the while she was softly jerking off my cock.She squeezed my. So it was all. I was her cunt and slave and humiliated. Then I had to write “cum dump” on my left leg, It was so humiliating but I accepted what I wrote on my body, I was owned and mistress could decided what I am. It wasn’t my last humiliate thing. Mistress ordered to pain my nipples big and black , so pathetic and ridiculous nipples for slave like me. After that mistress ordered to paint big cock on my stomach ,from between my legs to my big nipples. And make sure that cock I painted squirt a.