“Never Mind Darling, I,ll make you feel Much better.” I kissed her passionately letting my hands caress her braless boobies making the nipples gro... stiff under my manipulation. She groaned and lowered my pyjama trousers to free my raging cock so she could fondle me with her delicate fingers as I removed her boob tube and used my mouth on those lovely tits. The mini skirt came away easily and the soaked knickers as well and her naked body was ready for me as I spread her thighs wide and lowered. I felt so loved at that moment. Despite my fear of having sex, the way he stared at me made me feel like a woman, made me ready for him. I found pleasure in it then.It had been so long since I'd experienced pleasure with him. I was just a hole for my husband to rut in, when he wasn't fucking someone else. When he wasn't coming closer and closer to violating our daughter. He wanted her so badly.How long would it have been before he lost control?A razor buzzed from the bathroom.“Mother,” my son. . Dangerous thoughts for a submissive to have against her mistress.“Do not look at me like that, little girl. You know better.” she yelled."Yes Mistress. I'm so sorry,” I meekly replied, hanging my head low. It was wrong for this girl to look at her mistress like that. Pulling a chair up in front of me, she sat down.“Now, I want to tell you I am sorry for not helping you out.”“Not helping me out?” I spoke quickly, out of turn.“Don’t cut me off," she said sharply. "Now, like I was saying,". "What was it about that voice? Steve wondered. It was just so feminine, so right. Amber might have been a junior, but she carried herself in a more womanly fashion than just about anyone in school. Steve tried to keep his eyes from drifting down and staring at her crotch. It was difficult.Amber smiled up at him. "Nice game the other day. What was up with that fumble though?"Steve couldn't believe she would have the confidence to bother him about the fumble. "Yeah I really fucked that.