I let out a little sob as i felt my juices flow down my ass and onto the bed. "Remon," I whispered, tears pooling in my eyes. "This is wrong." He ign...red me and ever so slowly pushed three fingers into my dripping cunt while he nibbled at the tender skin of my inner thigh. I arched my back, whimpering as i felt my pussy being stretched almost painfully by his fingers. I was so tight. It'd been over thee years since I'd been with a man. After my first, and last, sexual encounter I'd just knew. .Daily morning we would get up at 5 and go for a stroll. Gradually weincreased the time to one hour. We chatted of several matters as amother and daughter would do. I always enjoyed it. In the afternoon,'mom' would sleep for about two hours when I would take out my booksand study. In the evening, after she got up, I would serve my mom withtea like a good daughter. I really enjoyed being with her. In themorning after we came back from walking, mom would take a bath first,then I would. She would. After he was sure I had also cum, he curled up beside me and held me as he fell asleep. I was still tied spread eagle on the bed with my blindfold still in place. His head was nestled at my neck. He had his right hand on my left breast and I felt him gently squeeze it once in a while. His right leg was over my hips and I could feel his limp cock as it laid against my leg. I could feel the cool breeze from somewhere as it blew against the wetness of my pussy. I tried to sleep, but, with. I poured some chips into a bowl, then grabbed two bottles of soda from the fridge and took everything outside. Just as we finished eating, Mrs. van Dorn appeared at the gate.“Becky?”“Just finishing lunch, Mom. Can I stay?”“If it’s OK with Mike and you stay outside, yes. Be home for dinner, please.”“Yes, Mom.”“Have fun, you two!” Mrs. van Dorn said as she left.“I say two minutes before my sister shows up,” Becky sighed.“Wonderful.”I heard the phone ring and jumped up from the table and ran into.