I run my fingers back up her sides and into her hair... I tug it lightly and she leans back, presenting those beautiful breasts. I push my face betwee... them, before taking her nipples into my mouth, sucking and biting them as she now pounds against me. She’s moaning loudly and I can hear her wet pussy squelching against me. We fuck harder and harder, she’s dripping onto my balls, I’m tearing at her bouncing tits... “Oh Mark, Mark... I’m coming... oh god, oh yes... I’m coming, oh god... Mark,. "Thanks mom." And not long after I fell asleep.It wasn't the best night of sleep I ever had. My dreams were both good and bad. I dreamt about school, about friends and about dressing up but then it turned to a hand, a fist coming at me. Names shouting in my ears, ****. But then, as if she was talking to me, I heard my mother's voice whispering and the nightmare went away.Body... My eyes shot open. I was shaking and scared, not realizing at first where I was. My whole body was wet and my. But I want you to prove it. I want you to kiss my feet."I knew that he wasn't asking. It was an order. As I bent at the waist and brought my lips to his feet, I tried to convince myself I was doing it to avoid another spanking. But deep inside, I knew that I craved this man's penis and nothing I could do would change the way things were. I slowly kissed his feet, admitting to his dominance."That's enough, honey," he whispered, and I lifted my head.His penis pointed straight at me. Without. I kissed both of her cheeks and brushed my lips side to side across her mouth. She liked the tenderness. We were equals in out appreciation of sensitivity. I whispered to her, “As gently as the snow falls.” “What’s that,” she asked. “What are you saying about snowfall?” I replied, “I would like to cover every inch of your body with sweet little kisses, each one as gentle as the snow falls.” That earned me a genuine smile and a kiss on the forehead. My.