As was expected I stopped on the spot just inside the entrance and clasped my hands in front of my skirt. I lowered my head and waited to be addressed... “Please, Charlotte, come and sit down,” Mr Francis’ tone was worryingly calm and I made sure I kept my eyes lowered obediently as I crossed the spacious room and sat in the empty chair, placing my school bag beside me. I straightened the pleats in my short grey skirt and waited patiently for my reprimand to begin. Mr Francis was a broad. She had to let go of the dick in her mouth as the orgasm gripped her, and she jerked in pleasure-filled spasms. "Oh God, you made me cum, Mom. I love your fingers in my pussy." As she moved to look down at the fingers still working in her hot cunt, her father spewed another spurt, this one landing on her chin and dropping wetly on her right tit.Josie rode her daughter's orgasm out, slowly easing her down from the heights of her passion, then moved up . "That cum on your tit looks so damn. The salesman knew I was married and all during our lust filled fuck, he would whisper he that he loved to fuck married sluts. Every time he breathed one of those phrases into my ear, an orgasm was reached. I found myself responding with some very colourful language.Whispering into his ear, with the tip of my tongue flicking around his earlobe between breaths I said such languid phrases.“Fuck my pussy! Your cock is so much bigger than my husbands!” This wasn’t true but it did encourage my. But I was a little girl. A little sister.Clint's little princess.I loved dressing and acting so childish. I loved it when Clint scooped me up in his big, strong arms and held me. I loved it when he spanked me when I was bad, disciplining me like a little girl should be by her big brother. And I especially loved it when he parted my thighs and licked my cunny and made me cum and then fucked me with his big cock.“You are going to have so much fun with James and his girlfriend.” It was so hard not.