‘What about him?’ Estafana repeated slowly. Her mouth curled in distaste. Dante had shown her more disrespect in fifteen minutes than all of her s...periors had in fifteen years. She was starting to lose her patience. But none of her anger rose to the surface. Her body language and expression stayed the same despite the fury bubbling underneath. Estafana had self control when she wanted to. As the bustling activity outside of the house on the desert floor began to slowly die down, the silence. You don't even bother to touch them and make your way further down. You know that I am self conscience about my stomach and when I try to move my hands to cover it, you take them, and place them at my sides. You rise from the bed and look down at me. You suddenly take my left foot and start kissing the inside of my leg, kissing your way up to my pussy, then you stop and start on the other leg. With both legs covered in kisses, you push them apart so that you can get a good view of my pussy.. Suddenly he pulled back. I hung there, panting, bewildered. Then he slapped my left breast. At first I thought it just hurt and I screamed, mostly in fear and shock. But after the first sting had faded I discovered a remarkable sensation. My breast was tingling and alive, the nipple hard, and my sex grew even more wet. His slap had aroused me! My confusion grew as he now worked on the right breast, squeezing and pinching and finally slapping it. I thought I would explode with pent-up energy. I can tell that Mommy wants to get fucked in the ass, just like me," Nydia urged, to which I responded by inching my cock straight from her butt to her mother's."Oh, God, honey! Take it! Take my ass just like you took Nydia's ... fuck me hard in the rear ... use it, remind me that it's yours again!" Cherry begged for me to sodomize her, which I was more than happy to do.If Nydia's tight booty was very pleasurable to claim and ravage, her mother's was every bit as hot and enjoyable. My thrusts.