As Martha stepped out of her jeans, Amy ran her hands over her mother's panty-clad ass. "Take off your panties, Mom."She tugged on them, her mouth dro...ling. "Show her your gorgeous ass."Martha moved away from her daughter's caressing hand. She leaned against the counter, her huge tits heaving. "How 'bout you, Wendy? I'm dying to see you naked." Yeah, strip," Amy said. She stood up as Wendy watched and peeled off her clothes in seconds. "C'mon." She waltzed over to the counter and stood by her. My eyes squeezed shut and as I spread my legs wider to give all of my pussy to his hand, my moans became a gasp when he split me and two long fingers thrust inside while his thumb pressed and massaged my hard clit. At the same time he sucked my hard nipple just as roughly as his fingers were treating my pussy. My back came off the bed as muscle spasms swept over me while he bit and chewed on my nipple while his two fingers became three fingers filling and stretching my tight pussy.It didn't. They are literally being addicted to your presence by the use of confederacy technology. Thus they long for your return and to touch you and to have sex with you, almost to the point of being a danger to themselves if they have been absent (or you've been deployed) for a long time. Indeed, we fear that we'll need to pop Katy into the sleep-trainer, if not the med-tube, when she returns from her long absence, lest she injure herself in attempting to prove that she has retained her loyalty to. All I could think of was this massive throbbing bone inside me with a mind of its own pushing in and out. As many times as she fucked me, every time was new and special and exciting. It was as though I was a virgin every single time and I was experiencing sexual pleasure that I never knew existed.She fucked in various rhythms slow and fast, soft and hard, for quite a long time. I was moaning the whole time under the force of her vicious missile attack. God, I was being brutally fucked by this.