I get hot and cold at the same time. I squeeze my muscles around his cock. I grip his hips with my thighs and think that it is times like this I am...happy I work out a lot and can keep up with my sexy Dom. As I kneel up and sit back down he pulls and pushes in and out. He is stretching me, filling me?I am moaning and arching my back, riding him as he fucks me pressing his pelvis up and grasping my hips hard. He is in so deep that I feel him pressing up far inside of me..it hurts but also. Mom was sitting on the edge of my bed right now watching me run all over the place, clothes being flung everywhere. “What about this?” I asked, holding up a red and black mini skirt outfit. Mom’s eyes went wide as she took in my suggested outfit. “Where the hell did you even get that?” she asked. “Oh, um, I think I actually got this last year.” I answered. I put it in front of my body so she could help get an idea on how it would look on me. “What do you think?” “Um, I think it’s bold.” she. ....?" Now now Miranda you don't have to worry about a useless little whore like that, your here for business, don't let a little thing like that interfere with what we have to do this minute , now would you like to do the transaction first or would you like to look at what i've managed to build up around here?, my own little fetish emporium so to speak !" again Vanessas eyes glinted with all that Miranda remebered of this curiously Fatal looking woman, dressed in her long leather dress she. Her pussy looked like the pictures I had seen only now it was real, I so wanted to touch her but I had to fight the urge back. “Ok, show me how you were washing Rachel when she felt funny” we both stood and I showed mom what I was doing, but this time I kept my hand back a little and didn’t touch Rachel. Mom shook her head and told me to do it exactly as I had been. So I showed her again and this time I touched Rachel’s, slit.Mom then explained about sexual touching which was what I had been.