My skirt shorter? I’ll raise the hem higher and you tell me when to stop.” Vicky began to move from left cheek to right cheek inching her skirt up...her legs.Scott kept looking at her, raising his eyebrows. “I’m not stopping until you say to stop,” she teased.“Who says I’m going to tell you to stop?” He smiled. “Remember there are children sitting near us,” he cautioned.Abby was also watching Vicky pull her short skirt up her thighs. It didn’t take much movement for her skirt to be up all the. The game went into extra innings, and the Red Sox appeared to be in good shape when they pushed a couple of runs across in the top of the tenth inning. Things looked even rosier for the bunch from Boston when the first two Met batters were retired in the bottom of the tenth."Well, that's it," groaned Inez. "I'll have to suffer through the freakin' Red Sox winning the World Series."I offered a tight-lipped smile. Again, I knew what was going to happen, but I hadn't told her. She'd asked me not. He pulled out and another guy came up and stuck his cock inside me. I moaned in time with his hard thrusts and had a really noisy orgasm. I heard some laughter but couldn’t hear the comments but I didn’t care. My body was quivering. My breeding continued. Guys stepped up one after the other. It’s kind of boring I guess, hearing about each guy. But when you are the slave girl being bred, it’s not boring at all. I lost count of the guys who came in me and my whole universe became nothing but a. I started to dry myself as mum got out of the bath and sat on the edge, her legs were slightly open and I could see her smooth slit, her pubic hair just above her pussy and was dipping with water, “sweetheart, you have a lovely woman’s body, beautiful breasts, a lovely waist and a cute round bum, the only thing that you have that a girl has not is your penis, you are a lovely girl and I am not saying that because I am your mum” she stroked my leg, “and to top it all you are very pretty” “Ho.