Of course I unfasten your bra and expose each of your perfect breasts. Your nipples are already harder than I’ve ever seen them and I watch as goose...umps cover your torso as it’s exposed to the chill of the air. Smiling I kiss my way down your perfect torso, pausing to play with your navel. Flicking my tongue around the edges and a little bit inside I give you a hint of what is to come. I smile and look up at you. Your hair is hanging down as you look down at me. With a little smile you run. She knew I was becoming a total slut and I couldn’t stop it! I didn’t leave my room that night, I was so sore I couldn’t sit, especially with 3 toys now shoved in my holes. Each time I started to fall asleep my mom would come in, almost as if she was waiting to wake me up and remind me I was full. She would work the toys in and out of me slowly, just enough to bother me then tell me to send a picture to Brent. This is how it went the whole night, slowly getting fucked by my mother then sending. She had known this was going to happen. And how the shame would strike at her. She closed her eyes. There was no taking back what was already done. It was time to face the consequences.***A few days later, the Mr. Sigvard Karlsson sat behind his desk with a newly opened letter in his hand. The letter was from a certain Patrik Stark. Judging from the tone and handwriting, the sender was a young well-off man, probably living in the more dainty parts of Stockholm. Anger made Sigvard shake as the. Soon his tongue was in my mouth. As are tongues played with each other his hands began to grope my tits through my thin top. Between kisses he kept telling me what a cute little slut I was. I could hardly control myself. I almost forgot about the other guys until Timmy sat down in the middle of the couch and leaned me back into his lap. Josh at the end of the couch grabbed me under the arms and slid me until I was lying on my back across all 3 of their laps. Josh bent down and stuck his tongue.