Plus the idea of eating Jenny’s pussy is growing on me. For some reason, doing it with John there makes me feel less like a lesbian. ‘Wait!’ Joh... says, stopping mid-stroke and interrupting my thoughts. ‘The cameras aren’t on, are they?’ he asks. ‘No, John,’ I answer, rocking my hips to get him started again. ‘I made sure we’re alone,’ I tell him as I grip his shoulder and hump my ass off the bed. ‘Fuck me, John! Fuck me hard!’ I moan and he responds immediately, slamming his thick cock into my. I woke up wet the next day. I took a shower and masturbated again, thinking of the scene the prior night. I finished once again thinking of licking my mom's tits clean of cum. I thought back to all the times I had seen men put their dicks in my mom's mouth and groaned and shivered. I realized mom was eating up their fluids, and wondered what it tasted like. It couldn't be bad if mom was doing it all the time. I finished up, got dressed, and bumped into Bill as I came out of the bathroom. He. Mistress started to pump my ass with her purple silicon dick, which makes her feel even more dominate. This went on until I was about to come and Mistress would stop for a minute, and then start all over again to drive me to a new point of frustration that I have never experienced. The more she pumped my ass the more turned on she became and before long, while still buried in my ass she had one of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever seen. If it weren’t for the purple penis in me I believe. Eventually we came up with the idea of inviting her over for a home cooked meal and either some board games or television. Little did Amy know that she would be the real game.Amy accepted the invitation and we would see her on the following Saturday, we could hardly wait for our plan to work. Saturday eventually arrived and Amy arrived at 6:00 on the dot, wearing a hideous frumpy dress that made her even plainer then Becky had described.“Hi Amy,” I said, greeting her with a hug. “Honey Amy is.