"What do you want?"Ingrid let her inhibitions down and got into the spirit of things. "You nasty, naughty little bitch, finger my pussy ... no, my cun...! Shit, that's good ... my baby is such a naughty, lezzie bitch, you're making mommy cum!" You like this, don't you Mom? I knew you would, I knew you were a kinky, nasty slut, just like me! Oh, the things I am going to show you ...!" Sasha purred.Ingrid was thrilled and also astonished at the way her body was responding to her daughter's lewd. You enjoyed watching me turn into an insatiable slut. Apparently, your filthy, up-for-anything girlfriend was irresistible. I guess it made you proud that every single one of them voiced at the end, just how fucking lucky you were to have me, to get to take me home.I used to be the perfect slut: eager to please, sloppy mouth, wet cunt, insatiable hunger for cock. But we had a tiny little secret, which we never planned, ruled out, or even discussed. It just happened that way: as much as I. I only caught a glimpse, of a tall white man with silver robes and a white long beard. As soon as he had spoken, the mists parted slightly, showing me seven stairways, each leading to their own altar.What the fuck is going on right now? I couldn't help but think, wondering what type of hell I had entered. But as time passed, and nothing seemed to change, I decided to hop off my ass, and take a random stairway. Better than doing nothing. I thought while walking towards the furthest right. ”“No. I’m trying to cool off.”“I was just teasing you,” Cathy said shaking her head. “So what do you think of the paint job?”“It looks nice.”Sandra said, “Tomorrow the carpet guy comes. We plant some shrubs in the flower bed, plant a few late summer flowers, and the house is done. We will finish it two weeks before school starts.”“I know.” Cathy said, “I can’t believe Cynthia is asking $46,000 for it.”“We can always go down in price, but we can’t go up.”Sandra said, “She’s had two couples come.