”Her words spurred me on further and I could see that her eyes were closed and she was playing with her nipples, so she must really like it. I kept ...ounding her ass, pushing as much of me into her as I could.I slaped her clit. “How does that feel slut, you like Master’s cock buried in your sexy tight ass?”“Yes Master, so much. I like it better than in my pussy, please don’t stop.”I stored that comment away for future use and went back to fucking the angel lying on my bed. Ella was moaning and. Though she tried to hide it from her pupils, she’d been on edge all day, feeling as if someone watched her. She couldn’t wait to send them off to their homes. If something was going to happen, she wanted the children far away from any trouble.At first, she’d thought it might be Indians, but there had been no trouble with the tribes for years. Her opinion on the matter was unpopular and she kept it to herself, but she’d often thought the indigenous tribes got the short end of the stick in their. Like nothing I could relate to earlier in my life remotely except for that one time at home, which was nothing by comparison, but I really was impressed by that feeling as I thought maybe I was dying.I remembered I used to love to run my fingers between my toes before going to bed. I loved that. And I loved when someone massaged my head. That made me tingle too. But now, this penis, my balls throbbing, someone putting something up through my anus in the midst of all the sex. It could be me. Keep cumming for me.’ I unleashed several more spurts of my seed into the glass thanks to her skillful hand job. As soon as I stopped cumming Becki put the glass down next to her and slid my prick into her mouth to suck it dry. Mike couldn’t contain his a****listic lust any longer. He moved next to me, pushed me away from Becki. “My turn to fuck your daughter!” was all he said. As I stepped out of the way he pulled Becki to her feet spun her around then pushed her over positioning himself right.