Mary's hand slipped down and started rubbing her pussy, her fingers sliding into her wet cunt with a wet, squelchy noise. “I have long, auburn hair,...emerald eyes, and a heart-shaped face covered in freckles.” “Umm, Mark's always liked red-heads,” my mom cooed. “Uhh, what's your bust size?” “32B, covered in freckles” Mary purred. “They're firm and perky. And I have a great ass. Your son really loves it.” “Oh, yes, I bet he does!” There was a stifled moan and heavy breathing. “I'm an art student. ." she said, " Will you be able to fit?" " It will be very painful, Amy." I said. I had Amy lay on her back on the floor of the garage, I spread her legs wide crawling between them. I lean forward inserting just the big cock head in her pussy, Amy is screaming in pain, her nails buried in my back. I raised her legs, spreading them wide apart, held her butt and slowly push my cock inch by inch inside her. Amy moans in pain and pleasure, biting her lips, grunting and gasping for air, still. That's exactly what the man wanted to hear."Good." Mr. Carpenter nodded, walking towards a tall, metal wardrobe painted cheery yellow.He didn't have to worry about me. I wasn't going to say a word to anyone about my dad cheating on my mom. Not until I had a chance to figure it all out, anyway. At least they weren't divorced. Mom hadn't treated him like a leper, and that had to mean something. It could be that I'd misunderstood what was going on, and I hoped I did, but I seriously doubted it.. “Oh Sir, I’ve been such a bad girl. I deserve this punishment. Have whatever you want from me. I’m your slave. Oh, please don’t stop.” She said. I agree with her. She is a bad girl and I am determined to give her the punishment she deserves. I snake my fingers all around her sex until I find the magic button. The ‘G-SPOT’ and I start to rub profusely. “Aaahhh!!! Please don’t do that. I’ll wet myself Sir.” She said in vain. Of course I ignore her and continue. Only moments later I start to hear.