I could hear her moaning and it was getting louder as she was getting closer. As I was licking and sucking her clit, I slowly worked a finger, then an...ther into her very wet pussy. I rubbed her g-spot with my fingers, it didn't take much of that attention to bring her to orgasm, as she was moaning and squealing from the pleasure she was receiving until her orgasm hit. Her whole body went stiff at first, and she let out a guttural groan as her orgasm overtook her, and then the shower of her. I wanted to finger myself or in my fantasy I wanted my father to come over and fuck me but I knew that wouldn’t happen. I went to bed quite early and played with myself until I fell asleep. On the Sunday morning I tried to explain to my mum how I felt and what I needed and why I had gone to bed. ‘Play with yourself if you want, we won’t mind, just do what you need to.’ She pulled me to her and kissed me, a new kiss, her lips on mine, her tongue pushing into my mouth as her fingers tugged very. I am consumed with guilt at the deplorable baseness of my body. Frantically I squeeze my muscles tightly shut as Grant once more thrusts his shaft deep into my nether regions and his pubic hair slaps into my ejaculant dampened clitoris. But it is to no avail, even as Grant’s throbbing cockhead pushes against my cervix and even before he begins to press his way back down my wildly pulsing flesh, I feel the liquid pressure building on my urinary sphincter. There is no lovingly parted mouth this. My mind could not believe what was happening. I could not keep up processing all the information I was receiving. When the passionate kiss was complete, she looked into my eyes and said "How you doing?" The sincerity in her eyes was unbelievable. She really wanted this to happen. "Oh, I'm doing real good." I said as I moaned. Jen moved her mouth down to my cock and gently kissed the tip while continuing to stroke my member. She looked up at me. "We do everything my way. I want to fulfill my.