In my ass, in my ass, fuck my little ass Courtney begs. I rub my cock against her clit, teasing that I'm going in there instead. "No, goddamnit....my ...ss, fuck my ass, please!" Courtney pleaded. Without going in, I press my body against her ass, and lick her neck and ear. Courtney continues to plead for her ass to be fucked. I decide that I'm going to wait a little longer.Courtney's in the middle of pleading again. "Please, fuck me in the Assssssssssss....." She screamed. As soon as she said. ‘Mom . . .’ she said hesitantly. ‘Mom?’ ‘Yes, sweetheart. What is it?’ I encouraged. She paused and bit her lip, trying to get the words out. I sat silently, waiting. ‘Mom . . .’ Then it came out in a rush. ‘I don’t know if I want a tutor!’ ‘What?’ I said, stunned. ‘Mom, it’s just that . . .Well, I don’t think I want a tutor. I don’t think I even want to be a goddess. ‘I don’t like being different from my friends. They all think I don’t have a dad, because I can’t tell them mine’s an angel. Since her eyes were cast downwards, she couldn't see him, but could hear his footsteps in the kitchen. She would hear a step or two, and then he would stop and then another step. It dawned on her that he must be inspecting the kitchen. She smiled. She could not possibly imagine that he could possibly find anything to complain about. Presently, the footsteps began again and transitioned to the carpet in the living room. She then saw his shoes enter her field of view and stop in front of her.. She pictured all the men from work playing with themselves while thinking about her breasts, her cleavage, imagining lifting up her skirt and plunging their hard cocks deep within her pussy, grabbing her boobs and fucking her ass...Molly arched her back as she came, images of strangers and friends taking her from behind filling her mind. She lay on her bed panting, her mind blissfully blank, and it was several minutes later that she realised what she'd been thinking about.That was new. She'd.