Moaning I bent my knees slightly and began to rock my hips, gently fucking myself on his thickest digit. He exquisitely massaged my mound with his fin...ers while plunging his thumb deep into my cunt. "Uunnhh," I groaned, as the webbing at the base of his thumb rubbed across my clit."Shhh," he said, "I'm watching the movie." Sorry Master," I softly moaned.He crooked his thumb forward rubbing it firmly against my G-spot. Gasping I began to violently hump myself against his hand. Just as I was on. My heart was hammering in my chest for reasons I couldn’t exactly put my finger on. I would have preferred to be doing this for my step-sister, but I liked the idea that someone was watching me. I rolled up onto my shoulders, swinging my legs up toward my head and lifting my hips in the air. My back curled and my hard cock ended up dangling a few inches above my face. My cockhead looked more swollen and bulbous than usual. I couldn’t wait to feel it in my mouth.“Oh, my,” my step-mother gasped.. You feel a little like maybe you’re in the wrong place. Slim and fair, though you’re no flaming queer, you’re not the guy from the ad, either. He looked like he was from the cover of Construction Worker Weekly, or something. You look like you belong on the cover of a college application brochure. Sort of ‘young college kid done good.’ That you’d rather be sucking cock or spreading your legs doesn’t often come to mind when people see you, more’s the pity.At any rate, this older crowd type of. Falling asleep in Noon's kennel and sometimes waking up when Noon's cock breached any of her three holes, moans sleep slurred and joined by the obscene slapping of Noon's balls against her.Just the images, memories alone left her achingly empty. She reached back to pull her cheeks apart, presenting herself to Noon, hoping the dog would take pity on his bitch and breed her. Zendaya needed it, was desperate for it, willing to do anything to have that cock inside of her, to feel his knot swelling.