You stood in front of him and lowered your dripping pussy down on to his throbbing cock and I could see the look of pleasure on your face as you felt ...t slowly prize open your pussy lips and ease its way deep in to your hot pussy, it slid all the way in and you leaned back to make sure you could feel every inch deep inside of you.As you started to slide up and down on his thick shaft lubricating it with your pussy juice you leaned forward and grabbed hold of Amy who was doing the same to my. "What?" I asked them warily. They were thinking something I probablywouldn't like.They looked at each other with some kind of understanding, but it wasEmily who finally voiced the words: "You'll make a good mother someday."I could feel myself blushing again.---Lunch was pretty basic. Mrs. Prescott had made grilled cheese sandwichesand tomato soup. Even so, it was good food. She was nearly as good acook as Mom.Anna insisted on sitting next to me, and I was very happy that she wasfeeling well. Even the women brazenly molest you! Sure, you’ve lived here your whole life, so you know most of the people here pretty well, but they shouldn’t be getting THAT friendly...It all started with a dumb bet with your friend, Samantha, and you never back down from a challenge. You can’t even remember what the bet was, but you sure remember the forfeit. Sitting in the middle of a crowded restaurant, you had to flash your tits for 30 consecutive seconds. Embarrassing as it was, you thought it wouldn’t. . I was dreaming I think, about the day and the whipping. At first I was walking and there were flames everywhere. My body was on fire. I could feel the heat as if it were real. And then you were on the other side, reaching for me, pulling me out. I was burning, and you saved me. What was it I felt, relief? Disappointment? My mind races even in my sleep, this house seems to do that to me.I awake to feel you touch me but still I am not sure if it was a dream. My mind is still foggy from the.