"Master" I moan as you slide your fingers into my soaked pussy. The look on your face says you've decided to have a little fun, and without warning yo... plunge in and start to play gently with my g-spot while running your thumb in cercils on my clit. My back arches and you laugh at my eager reaction even though I can barely move. "Ok my pet," you say gentaly "Let's get you cleaned up shall we. First out with the egg." You stick your fingers in and I find it extreamly hard to sit still so you. ” He answered “not since mother” She asked about his mother, coaxing gently the story of her terrible cancer. In tears now and his breathing in sobs as he spoke of the problems and the way he had, had to look after her for two long years, his dad unable to face up to the situation and always working, then the funeral and his lonely life this last two years. His name had caused further problems at school and he told of how Ricky had looked after him. She was proud of her son, who had sat. "Do you want to touch it?" He asked. I rolled over to the side of the bed and reached out my hand. His cock felt wonderful in my hand. Firm and warm and alive. I felt the weight of it and he told me I could stroke him if I wanted. I started gently running my hand up and down his shaft as he stood over me. It was very exciting and my other hand drifted down to my own cock. I was stroking myself and stroking him at the same time. Fantastic sensations were crowding my mind. Mick lay down beside me. She said she had the PERFECT outfit for today. She also mentioned having cute hiking clothes as well. My girl is a little fashionista, and I love it.I was sitting on the couch watching soccer when Alex came down the stairs.“Ta-da! How do I look?”The first word that came to my mind, was radiant. Alex was in a free-flowing, short, milk-white sundress. It was plastered in just the right spots with red rose buds. The length of the dress left much to be desired, but I loved it. If there was a breeze.