You wiggled and rotated your hips. I felt sinking even deeper into you…”Do you like it”, you asked? “Do you like me being a your slut…or…....��, you smiled….”maybe you prefer being a slut?”Before I could answer you moaned “Oh…I had forgotten how good it is with a hot dick in my butt…”You looked at me, smiled that Mona Lisa smileMy brain went close to over heated…..I thought of your words saying you had forgotten how good it was. I knew for sure I had not buttfucked you before… “Jesus”, you moaned.. She felt... warm. The nightgown was pulled up over her behind and without thinking about it, she moved so that the fabric could be released more easily.A hand was placed over her bare buttocks and squeezed lightly. Lisa could not help it. Slowly, slowly, she brought her hand down between her legs. Sara's hand squeezed harder over her bare ass and she held back a gasp. Lisa pulled her fingers like a feather over her slit, feeling how the moisture stained her fingertips. There was something. .thenthe bus home.At home, Mike chilled out till half 4, then homework, the dinner, Dadwas home in time for the match. He was also surprised at Mike'sconfidence...after all...when was the last time England had beaten oneof the big teams? His confidence proved not to be misplaced though. Thepair were loud enough with Shearer's opening penalty and remained on ahigh at half time. The second half...well, Sheringham made it two,Shearer got his second...at which point Mike's Mum had to tell the. Soon after this the door bell rang and in walked a friend of my cousin I had never seen but I knew this she was beautiful. By now I really needed the toilet and asked to go promising I would act like a little proper girl a response was a NO and a cane to my bum. I was told that my training was not finished I had an expert in to talk to me about how to act like a proper girl and as reference to how bad I needed to pee I was told if peed in my new panties and outfit I would REALLY b PUNISHED. So.