He needed to take the...” He gestured, smacking his fist into his hand. “ ... mo ... momentum...” He smiled at being able to pronounce the word,...and then gestured wildly, moving his hands in several directions. “ ... and turn it, and push it around.”“Oh...” she said, impressed. “So when that man kicked him, all that momentum got transferred back into the man, but in other directions?”Joey nodded. “Yeah. Like that. And created some more.”“Why did you ask Scrappy to get the shoe?”Joey grinned.. I licked her clit and she was thrashing cumming under my tongue. Now i sucked her clit and felt her multi cum. She was a hot horny sexy fuck. As she keot cumming I grabbed her clit with my teeth and pulled on it and lightly chewed. I did not bite it as I planned to use it all night long to make her cum again and again. i did bite the inside of her leg loving the marks there.I got out my double dildo and strapped it on. One end goes up my cunt and as I fuck her pussy it fucks my pussy. It is big. . that's not the word. Consistency? No, that's not it either. How do I say this? I love being Master's slave because the role itself becomes my home. It's like a safe little cottage for my heart.I do everything Master asks me to, but the truth is that he takes just as much care of me as I do for him. I hate making decisions, really. Nothing makes me more nervous. I actually will have small panic attacks when I'm faced with a choice. The day after Master took me in, he had to come pick me up at. “I bet” he said.Then we got started. They got the cameras going and he repeated that we should just act natural. Craig shrugged and walked over to me. “Hey Mom. Feel like getting in a good fuck before starting supper?” he asked while slapping me on the ass. “Why the hell not!” I replied and stripped off my tee shirt and skirt. That was it. I never wear a bra and panties unless it’s for church or a funeral and not always then. To many opportunities to flash some skin to be bothered by clothes..