She remembered months ago when she had been cleaned up and dressed by her mother. That was before she was bought and brought here. She hoped that the ...ext place she was brought to wasn't so bad as this one. The punishment here was much worse than anything she had received from her mother. She wondered what the man would want in a girl. She wished that there were some way that she could find out. She even toyed with the idea of asking the mistress but decided against that unless given the chance. Mom was now moaning and groaning like a stupid slut, “Ah, fuck!” While licking her soaking mature pussy I started to edge my finger towards her asshole. Slowly feeling it in a circular motion until I find the entrance. I then entered her tight arse. It swallowed my whole middle finger.My mom was in a state of ecstasy, gasping from all the pleasure she was receiving. After some time, she lifted my head and said, “Come here. Let me taste my pussy.” She put her tongue in my mouth and started to. Come right in. Have a seat." He pointed to the chair in front of his desk. She sat. "Sophia, I have something that I want to show you." He withdrew a piece of paper from his desk.She recognized it-it was her report card from second quarter last year. It was mostly D's with a couple of F's thrown in for good measure. All the comments spoke about what a disruptive, unteachable student she was."I remember this, unfortunately. Why did you want to show me this, Mr. Carvalho?" So you would remember.. The door opened, and we entered. He held me close as he kissed me deeply in a passionate mind-blowing heart-stopping moment. He released me, and all I could do was gasp, my body now aching with need.Both of us looked at each other as if we would drown in each other’s eyes.He unbuttoned his shirt, one button at a time, as he caressed me. He turned me around, before unzipping my dress, moving my shoulder straps off my shoulders, and letting my dress slowly fall to the floor to pool at my.