First, the whole mother-daughter effect is intoxicating, and second, Kimmie hates that aspect at least twice as much as she hates having to suck my co...k in the first place. She has been hating both aspects for almost a year now.Wow, I mused to myself, if five years ago even I never imagined this scene unfolding, how blissfully ignorant must the then ten-year-old Kimmie have been in those long past, innocent days. I had met her mother while doing a little volunteer work. In my occupation, I make. To further prevent her from hearing the voice, music was playing on her stereo. It was country music. This made her decide it really mustn't be her Master here, because he insisted on Jazz music whenever they were together, and she often complained. She felt herself being pushed along the carpet, and a final shove sent her across the bed, head first, laying on her still-bound hands. She could not turn over, as something had pressed against her back, not allowing her any movement.She heard some. She smiled. "What about my mom? You treated her so good." "She was fun! But when I went home that night it was you I couldn't stop thinking about!". I could feel myself getting closer to cumming and was really having to pace myself."Mmmmmm, you make me so wet with all your sweetness." she whispered. I pulled out of her, she looked confused for a moment. But then she reozed why. I grabbed the vial from the nightstand. I carefully opened it and smeared it's contents on the head of my. He laces his hands thru ur hair and grips ur head as u speed ur devouring..bringing him closer and closer to liberating his seed into ur belly. ur clit twitches as u feel the familiar enlarging of his already big dick; slippery and wet from ur ministrations.ur soft fingertips caressingly tug at his balls dripping with ur wetness, is all the trigger they needed to start contracting. i feel the strongest orgasm building. i grip her blonde head as i tense up..the most intense sensation coursing.