. Mar...." she was moaning, "yes... yes..." I felt an aftershock ripple through her, then another. I wasn't sure if it was a new orgasm, or the afterm...th of an old one, and I didn't care. I tasted more and more of her cum, less and less of his. Each tongue-scoop and lick was a delicious adventure. Then I felt hands under my ass, urging it upwards. I complied, face still glued between Kate's legs. Up and up my ass went, more and more available. Then I felt something slick and hard at my pussy.. She was strutting around at the top of the stairs like a model on a runway, the stockings now properly fitted to her thighs, the fine black nylon, the lace tops, held in place by the suspender belt, a small gold heart covering each clasp, another gold jewel just inches below her belly button, at the summit of a lace triangle.The gap between the suspender belt and the top of her panties, the creamy colour of her skin, seemed to highlight the black lingerie. The panties were just a tiny triangle. That was her signal. She jumped up, his dick had bounced, bounced achingly, needing more pressure, more pussy. She watched his face contort. This cute boys face. From pure pleasure, then to shock. Then came the anger. He was ugly when angry. But she was so aroused. This was her best one yet.“What are you doing you whore?” He had shouted angrily. That made her scared. He was madder than any other of the boys. They had mostly looked desperate and in agony. But this boy was mad.He jumped up and. " He was insistent that I become Emma and withevery word made it stick."My parents might be happy for another grandchild," I said referring tothe only parents I have known "They don't get to see Arnie's (my olderbrothers) kid, he's only brought him around once then he left over somestupid argument." First they are not your parents, they're mine, you only exist to sayhello and to ask them about me and my bro's, you help them at Sudso whenthey do their shopping. If you start hanging around them.