I landed on something uncomfortable and looked up to see the glowering face of an older woman I recognized as Mike’s mother and the bemused face of ... second younger woman.“Lee,” Mike said nonplussed. “You remember my Mom?”“Yes.” I said meekly. “Hello.”Mrs. Martin continued to glare silently.“The brat beside her is my sister Kit.”“I’m not a brat. Kit snapped. “I’m eighteen!” She turned back to me, her eyes missing my face by quite a distance. “Hello.” She added animatedly.I struggled to get off. Today though, it came up positive. Karl grinned, and told her he had a gift for her. He went upstairs and returned with a piece of chocolate cake, but she felt so sick that she couldn’t even enjoy it. That night when she curled up to sleep, naked on the floor, she dreamed about Viktor. She dreamed that she somehow escaped and made her way back to him only to have him look at her with disgust, calling her a filthy whore and telling her he would never take her back. She woke up crying.The next. She let out a loud gasp and moved my finger in and out of her fast while she bucked her hips at my face. When she couldn’t take it anymore she flipped over on her knees and told me to give it to her. I rubbed some baby oil on her pussy which was already lubricated with her juice. I was holding my 7.5 inch hard cock in my hand and slowly pushed it inside her pussy (her pussy was tight as if not in use from a year or so) and started moving she started to moan taking my cock in her. She was saying. Nancy never admitted to anyone that she enjoyed taking the time to trim and shape her pubes and she was doubly glad that this morning she had spent the time shaving her tight curls into a perfect rectangle. After that exquisite moment, she stepped into the spa, letting the hot water and bubbles flow over she skin. She settled back into one of the built-in seats and looked across the water at Mark. ‘Comfortable?’ he asked her, shifting his body slightly so that his now full erect cock pointed.