Her second orgasm was even more intense, her shriek bringing a response from her mother."What's going on in there Amber. Are you all right? And why is...your door closed?" I'm alright Mother," Amber answered. She quickly slipped across the hallway to the bathroom. Slipping off her white cotton panties, she threw them into the sink for a quick soak. She didn't want to leave any evidence, something that would cause her mother to worry about her sexy little daughter.A week later Amber caught the. Since you insist. I'll tell you. I admit: it hurt. Of course it hurt!" Tell me more! Everything. In detail! Bitch! You know I want to hear it!"He rolled her again through his cum, using her body to clean it up, and she could do nothing for there were so many ropes, tied with such venom."It interests you a great deal to hear about my tortures, doesn't it?" she groaned as he slammed her into the glass table, and then past it into a wall. She took her time recovering her breath, lying with her. I pretend not to notice when you adjust the bulge in your pants. You grab my hips and sit me on the desk. I spread my legs and place my feet on the arms of your office chair giving you a birds eye view of my white panties. You unconsciously lick your lips while slowly sliding your hands up my inner thighs. You pause at the edge of my panties, I hold my breath, silently willing you to continue. You retreat, I stifle a moan. I’m sure you can see the wet spot forming on my panties. You casually. .."Damn!" Mary walked a little closer. "I never would have guessed thatyou could look so...what I mean is, I saw you yesterday, but you hadrunny mascara all over your face! You look positively gorgeous!"Just then the doorbell rang, and thinking it was Bruce, I went to thedoor and opened it. Only it wasn't Bruce, it was my dad. With rage inhis eyes he charged into the house, brushing me aside like a bug as hemade straight for my mother. Howling with anger, he reached for her, butMary sent him.