” She shook her head emphatically. A hand slipped between her legs and beneath her panties. She felt a finger slip past her clit and slowly probe in...ide of her. She gasped and moaned again. As slowly as it was inserted, it was slowly withdrawn. Then, she felt a slick finger trace her lips.“You’re wet. Only a whore would be this wet.” Sushmita licked her lips and sucked the slick finger into her mouth. Tasting herself only made her wetter. He pushed her legs apart and drew her to the edge of the. I met her with my own thrusts, pushing my cock until my entire length was ramming in and out of her dripping wet cunt, whispering into her ear how sexy she was, how I had not thought about much other than fucking her since that first moment I saw her the night before, and how lucky I was to have hooked up with her.I felt her start to shake and knew she was cumming, and that set me off too. I had no idea whether she was on the pill, and I was not using a condom, but I didn't really care. When. "I pulled out and hurriedly sat on the couch, mum put both feet up beside me and lowered herself down."Oh fuck yes, oh my sweet Jesus."I felt it sink in further, seemingly stretching her rectum, mum was sobbing with lust, her own weight forcing her down onto my straining cock, we heard Anne coming down stairs and I nearly came as we both saw her walking into the lounge.A tight red latex corset gripped her waist giving her an impossible figure, both breasts bulged out over the top of the cups.. Not made love to but literally taken. Not far off raped really. We were only playing at it but that's what the lady wanted. I/she/we also discovered that she could also get an orgasm through pain. This was all very new to me and to say the least I was never completely comfortable with it. But if that's what my woman wanted, who was I to refuse.It all started one day when she threw out my rug. It was only an old rug that I'd had for years, I'd picked it up somewhere on my travels; I'll admit.