.. all I can think about is cumming... I ache..." "What aches, my sweet?" He asked. I groaned inwardly, part of me hating this and part of me wildly t...rned on at having to talk about this with Him. "My clit, Master... it just throbs... I need to cum... please Master... " I can't look at Him. His finger caresses my left nipple, and we both watch the aureole pucker and the nipple harden. We both know how turned on I am getting. "Stand up for me" He directs, and I stand before Him. I can smell my. Tom let his mind wander back to last night and this morning. He knew Sally Mae was alive this morning when he got up, she rolled over when he got up from the bedroll. He should have stayed with her, she would be alive now.Tom shook his head, he needed to stop this, there was a killer out there and he intended to find him. There was something nagging his thoughts about this morning, he kept thinking back to the camp and what he saw. It was all a blur now, he couldn’t make sense of his. His dick jerked and throbbed at the sight of her perky rounded rump. He knew the time had come.He walked fast into the office, grabbed the library director from behind and pushed her down on the desk. Within a few seconds he had raked her skirt up and tore her panties down, placed his legs between hers and wrapped his arms around her waist and had pressed down upon her back.“Oomph, what – ohh -” were Tammie’s first utterances when being grabbed by him. It was not until. That was our original plan. On the way back home on that trip we did more. There were curtains across the bed area and they were pulled shut. Same situation except my sister was back there with us. Mom and her were laying with their heads the opposite way as me. I suddenly felt a hand on my cock rubbing it through my shorts. She pulled my cock out of my shorts and began stroking it. It was mom. She wanted more. I reached over and felt my way to her pussy. I started fingering her as she stroked.