'Finger your pussy girl', he said and I watched, transfixed, as he started to take his cock out, he was hard, and he started stroking it, as I watched...him now, my wet panties wrapped around his shaft, my own fingers waisted no time in joining this mutual masturbation, and toyed my clitoris, his voice ringing in my ears, for me to stick my fingers all the way in.'Let me see your asshole Mariel, I want to see it pucker'. we were both lost in our visual stimulus, my seeing my wet knickers around. I had to take out the garbage, make supper on weeknights, keep my room clean, shovel the snow and cut the grass outside. Mom did pretty much all else about our home.Yet, guys, it was the most incredible life I could have imagined. Mother loved sex with me, she became a playful lust-filled petite sexy woman and I learnt so much from being with her. There is no other woman, my age or older, that I can imagine being with, besides mom. The soft curvy smooth pale skin - the way she sighs when I. His fingers began to trace over her flesh, feeling each and every curve and shadow of her form. Stephanie moaned at his touch as his hands found her breasts and began to softly knead her nipples.Gradually the captive blonde began to move herself against her captor, her body pressing against his. It was if her libido was shoved into automatic and she was nothing but an animal to her desires even though she knew that the stranger was raping her; taking her without her having a say.Like steam in a. My pussy is filled with arousal. When I feel the Mia bracelet being placed around my wrist I will return to these feelings of arousal. I am beginning to feel more awake and alert, I am bringing the feelings of arousal with me as I become more aware of my surroundings. I slowly count from one to five. With each number I feel more and more alert. By the time I count five I will be wide awake, feeling alert and refreshed. One … two … three … four … five … Part 2. The bedtime meditation.