She wanted to think her mother had meant well, but she had trouble seeing past the last few weeks.Now Heather had promised to spare her a life as a se... slave to their aunt. She didn't need to give Richie the time of day. She could end this and go back to bed, and to hell with her mother.She uttered a weak, forlorn sigh. "Heather, let me do this. I promise I'll tell you anything that's important."Heather gave Richie another wary glance and nodded slowly. "Okay. I'll be in the living room."She. That plus my plunging all of cock at once into her, had the desired effect, as she rolled her eyes back, and I began to roughly pump away. “Is this what you wanted Clara...IS IT?” “Uh-Uh-Uh….Y-Yes….” Clara got out. She should be ashamed of herself, she thought, allowing herself to be treated like this. She was a lady after all. But that thought, plus being fucked like a piece of meat just made it that much hotter to her. Each hard thrust brought just a tinge of pain as she tried to keep. My mouth full of a red hard ball held in by leather straps not really stopping my groans and whimpers feeding the serious enjoyment the three horny bitches were having.Having administered the last of the whacks the wife used her beautiful red painted toed foot to push me over on to my side, The cool tiled floor not offering any real comfort but I could see the three of them now talking about what should happen next. The mother in law, still a handsome women in her early sixties, heavy hanging. She pulled the lips apart, and I could see the glistening of her juice. Now, I applauded (taking my hands off my jewels for just a brief moment). We masturbated for quite awhile, with exchanges of "Stroke it harder" and "Stick those fingers in deeper!" It was great fun. I'd really not been involved with dirty talk sex before, so this was way cool. I'd tell her to play with her tits, and she'd immediately do so. She'd tell me to stick a finger up my ass, and I'd quickly comply. As you'll note in.