But it was as I was at the peak of my orgasm, cumming into her tight pussy, that I noticed her mother watching us, and it intensified my orgasm for so...e strange reason.I was feeling weak at breakfast. Cara prepared it. Rachael was still asleep. I wondered if I was losing weight from so much sex. Was that possible? I sure as heck was feeling my age. I knew sex was out for the rest of the day. I needed to recharge, maybe with an afternoon nap on the couch.“Go wake Rachael up for breakfast,” Cara. .. I can’t ... I can’t do that. I’d never be able to sit down again. Please help me out here, cousin!” Ramone begged me now.“Go to Hell, Ramone,” I chuckled and swam away.“Damn you, cousin, how can you be so damn cold?” Ramone pleaded with me.“I seem to recall how cold you were last night, showing no inclination to set me free, being far too busy fucking the hell out of Danielle. Well, guess what, bitch? That makes you an accessory, cousin! An accessory to kidnapping, which since that’s a. I would have said yes to anything at that moment. Task one: “I want you to make another woman’s cunt wet by just talking to her. Once you have done that, I want you to take her to me to prove that she is soaking. No touching allowed or you will have failed. I will meet you at midnight in Bumper nightclub don’t speak to me until you have completed your task.” With that he got up and left. I was confused but extremely aroused, I thought to myself fuck it why not. It’s not as if I have anything. I’m Paula, 20 years old. I’m medium height and build for a girl my age, have 36b boobs and I don’t really like having a bra on. I woke this morning feeling quite horny, don’t really know why, maybe a dream I was having, but my pussy felt puffy and lubricated. I ran my fingers over my clit and it really felt sensitive and a familiar tingle as I flicked at it, I crossed my two fingers over each other and slid them down the entrance to my pussy, and more love juice came out on to my hand. I had to.