I made her kiss my toes and feet. Then run her tongue over them. Next, I stood and removed my shirt, Jaimie gasped. Then I told her to step closer,...kneel down and remove my jeans. Once I was naked, I asked her to look up and me. I asked her if she ever sucked her boyfriends cock. No, she had not, only touched it. Well, time to learn bitch. So, grabbing her hair I made her lick my cock, balls, and even my asshole, teaching her to suck me until it was time to unload, and I cum hard,. It was becoming a little more intense now and I did not want her to scream the house down. I rolled onto my back pulling her over with me which allowed me to undo her bra and skirt. I rolled her back so I could pull the skirt off, almost immediately followed by those slimline Black lacy knickers she was wearing. I had Amanda naked now on our bed. We still kissed quite passionately as I tried to remove my trousers but eventually, we were two naked bodies together. Amanda pushed me away slightly. Despite Catherine’s feelings of both guilt and pleasure at so often sharing a bed with her daughter Caroline and of the constant struggle between them to gain the approval and patronage of Peter Harris, her night of sexual excess with Dan and Sharon had most certainly begun a new chapter in the lives of both Mother and son, for Catherine only had to recall the look of sheer triumph on the face of her son to realise that to all intents Dan now considered he owned her every bit as much as Peter. What a fucking whore,” he told me.I felt Jon wrap my hair around his hand, and he pulled my head back even further as he pulled my hair hard. His cock was buried deep in my ass. I whimpered out loudly. He was hurting me by pulling my hair so hard but I liked it and removed my finger from my clit and inserted two fingers inside my very wet pussy.“Tell me you’re a whore,” Jon said, still pulling my head back by my hair. “Tell me you like it this way.”“Uhhhh… yes… uhhhh, fuck… uhhhh God, I’m.