"Wait, is this ... my Redheaded Witch?" Um, yeah. Hi." Oh my god! It's you! Mommy Taylor said you'd call, but I didn't think you would! Wait!" Violet ...ooked around. This was too public a spot! She ran up to the top of the stairs, slamming the door closed and locking it. "Sorry! I just didn't want the kids bothering us! Hi! Cindy, is it?" She started back down the stairs, the sound of her footsteps lost in the beating of her heart."Ah, Cynthia, actually. I just sort of changed it the other day.. Maybe it was the act of running down the stairs to get her own punishment implement that snapped her out of her resistant mood but it was still a surprising change of attitude. She walked back into the bedroom and handed the brush to her mom in a confident manner.Jill looked at her daughter and noticed a change in her demeanor right away. It surprised her to see Stephanie stand there without tears in her eyes and without a shred of embarrassment at being half naked. Jill noted that Stephanie. “Don’t touch your cock son, but you can finger yourself if you want”I was real angry cos I really wanted to cum, but I did what he said. He started fucking my mouth and cos my head was hanging down his dick was like going right into my throat. I thought I was going to choke but he kept going in and out so I tried to breathe as he pulled back. He was like really getting into it and started pinching my tits as he did it, and I had a finger in my bum and was trying real hard to find that spot. It opened so many possibilities for us to discuss, explore and share together.One day she described a fantasy that I found quite arousing. When she whispered it in my ear as I slowly penetrated her, we found that we had each experienced our most powerful orgasm in years. Soon afterward, I resolved to make her fantasy - and now mine, too - come true.~~~I walk through the door to find my husband, Mark, waiting for me in the hallway. He excitedly kisses me and takes my coat.“Hi, honey. What is.