Kimberly loved all of it, as her mother’s fingers flew in and out of her tight, shaved pussy, her green eyes narrowed and her breathing became shall...w and labored. It was easy to tell that Kimberly was having a series of small climaxes and it spurred her mother on to even more frantic actions. Christine was almost fucking her daughter like a madwoman know, her long red hair flying about, her body glistening with perspiration. Only the screams of a huge, long-overdue orgasm on Kimberly’s part. He tells me to get on and I position myself as her husband had previously. This time though she reaches down and sttahes the cuffs quickly to my wrists, no chance of backing out now. She goes to the other end and fits the cuffs to my ankles. I'm now starpped face down unsure of what is going to happen to me. She looks across at my pile of clothes and tells me in a hard voice, no longer the soft tones of before, “that is not a neat pile, you will need to be punished”. Before I can say anything I. Without pulling out, he spun me around so that I was now laying on the arm of the sofa with my knees up to my chest. He pulled out and sank to the floor. I heard him moan as his face met my crotch and he slurped up my juices.His nose was on my clit, his long tongue was up my fanny and his finger was pressing at my arse. I had to relax, I want that finger, I want more than a finger. He spat on my arse and rubbed it up inside my brown chute. He stood, put his cock at my back door and. You try to imagine how it would feel if he suddenly jammed it into you. You hope that all you’d experience would be a blinding white flash in your head and then you’d be dead. You watch the point moving toward your opening and feel it pressing gently against it and know its going to enter you and close your eyes. If you felt vulnerable before, you feel completely at his mercy know. It’s an entirely different feeling. You feel him spreading your lips with his fingers and working the point slowly.