.. she was going to be in for one hell of a ride!---It was the woman's fourth orgasm, my third climax, and she was lying on top of me naked and exhaus...ed. Charles had sat there in the chair by the bed, watching and listening as his mother explained and then demonstrated every possible sexual act we could think of. He'd been polite, attentive, curious even (some of his questions were a bit strange, but at least he was showing an interest in the heterosexual activities.) Admittedly he hadn't. “You can do better than that,” he said. “You’re such a dirty girl. My dirty little slut. Aren’t you? Answer me!” His voice never rose, but the tone changed to a command at the end. He put his little finger in her pussy.“Yes!” she moaned. “I’m your dirty little whore, Master. I’m a dirty little slut. I’m a cock-hungry slut.”The Master smiled. “Good girl, that was better than I expected.”He put his pointer and middle fingers inside her.“Talk dirty to me, Claire,” he said, his voice was sot and. The strings were justbarely long enough. Finally, I got to work."Well, look at you, all barefoot and pregnant."I looked up, my heart skipping a beat. "Sally!" I exclaimed, "don't dothat!" Sorry, hon, didn't mean to. What are you doing?" What does it look like?" It's sweet that you want to help, hon, and I love that you're gettinginto the role, but you shouldn't be doing that in your condition. Housechores can wait until later." Fine," I said, putting the mop aside. It was clean now anyway.. Down I went and my tongue lapped at her cute anus. I licked it, tasted it, and probed at it. Lisa was going nuts with my tonguing of her anal hole. Once I got her puckered hole nice and wet I put a finger on it and pushed it in. Lisa tightened up a moment then quickly relaxed. "How do you like that," I asked. "Like it in your ass?" She didn't answer and I didn't expect one. I pushed my finger all the way in and wiggled it so Lisa could feel that I had invaded her most private hole. I began.