The images that cluttered her mind were of her Master, his glittering yellow eyes and the way they flashed in front of her face as he'd driven the sta...nless steel needles through her nipples, and the way he'd chuckled ominously when she'd screamed at the pain. But even before the pain of the piercing had subsided he'd reached down and rammed the thick, ivory dildo deep into her wildly clutching pussy, silencing her screams and making her come in waves of orgasmic convulsions. Then, with the. "Her eyes welled up with tears, and she opened up to me."I--I kept thinking about the other night--us, you know? And--and how you made me cum so many times without even putting it in me. I--I had to masturbate. Jesus, I must have rubbed myself raw, and I still needed more. And--and Lillian called me, you know, just girl talk. One thing led to another and we were discussing how good it was, you know, the night of the prom with Phil and you." Yes," I said to keep her talking."Anyway, Lillian. This is about my first cousin(mora pennu). people down south will understand this relation and it is not considered incest. I belong to a south Indian family and the protagonist of the story is my maternal uncle’s daughter. Her name is Gayatri.Relations between her family and mine were not that great because of some family disputes but despite this as kids we used to enjoy and play a lot. Since she was my morapennu I always had a liking for her and used to treat her differently from the rest of. She was just pumping her horny little cunt up and down the stiff skewer of her son's finger, till she teetered on the very brink of climax. "Ohhhhh, baby, do it to me real hard now," she panted, "I'm gonna come." "Me, too," Matt replied hoarsely. "Jack me off, Mom, do it real fast." His finger went into high gear, and so did her fist. While Donna's hand zipped up and down the massively engorged shaft of her son's cock, Matt pistoned his stiff middle finger hard and deep in her steaming.