" You are pretty. You have always been pretty, and I think maybe Saturday night has changed some opinions around school about that!" daddy retorted, o...viously less than pleased."I'm not popular," I plunged on."Popularity is not everything. Top of the class is good! Different is good! And you've got Carl," daddy pointed out."And I bet your appearance at the dance has gained you some popularity, too," mom added."Not always the kind I want," I grumbled, thinking of the teasing and snide comments. I want to hear your wet little twat suck in your fingers. I didnt dare to answer. Somehow, I thought that as long as I dont say anything the whole thing wasnt real, as if I didnt admit it then. Like there was no way for anyone to tell wheter I actually did these things she told me to or not. Trembling, I pushed down my panties – nice, soft green panties that I had a matching bra for, and which always made me feel really good – pushed them down until I could feel the cool air against my labia.. I lay there in it, something about the nastyness of it made it all so exciting, his cum running down over my anus, making it wet, pooling in a puddle on the bed between my ass cheeks.I reached down and started stroking it again. "Think you've got another one in you" I asked, I hoped. He said nothing, his young cock answered growing hard again. "Want to see mommy's favorite way to get screwed?" I asked. "Yes." he practically shouted. He was of very few words tonight.I sat up in a puddle of cum,. The slave got so caught up in it that it didn’t even realize that the lady had unfastened the slave’s bra until it felt it fall off to the floor. The slave closed its eyes as the the lady’s lips slowly started making their way down its body till it found the slave’s very hard erect nipples. It felt her lips and tongue tracing each nipple and slightly sucking on them. The slave could feel its juices start to churn and it knew that it was starting to get wet. Then the slave felt the lady’s.