Cum all over my cock….greedy little cunt.” “Rub my clit!” “Fuck you,” I growled at her slapping her ass as hard as I could. “OW! Ungh…...uck…please…please rub my clit,” she begged. “FUCK YOU!” I yelled again, this time slapping her tits. She got the hint. One hand came out from behind her back. She took her fingers in her mouth licking them seductively, then ran her hand down her body to rub her clit and a climax ripped through her body. I’d had all I could take. My hands clamped down on her. “Just flood her with your cum. Breed the little slut,” Mom moaned.I shuddered at that naughty idea. Daddy's cock thrust harder. “Yes!” he grunted. “Damn, Linda.”“I know,” my mom moaned, her dildo plunging into my cunt. I licked at Daddy's cock and my friend's cunt, her tongue dancing around my clit. Daddy had balls full of cum. He could pump so much into her, breeding her nineteen-year-old cunt. She was his student. This was so naughty.My orgasm built faster and faster. My hips wiggled from. So . . . time for our death match Cindy! The match was widely promoted to a select group of people worldwide. And in addition to the audience of over 100 people, we will be broadcast on a live internet feed. There is a lot of wagering on our fight also. I briefly wonder who is ahead in terms of money wagered. I see a lot of large denomination bills changing hands.There is a fight program describing us:Erica – age 45, height 5 foot 9 inches, weight 147 pounds, measurements, 38C bust/32 waist/40. Caity was as quiet as I was on the journey back to Sheffield. I don’t know whether our counsellor had said the same things to her, but I thought the same principal probably applied. I took her hand and gave it a squeeze, which earned me a sad smile. We stayed that way for most of the journey.Getting out of the car in front of Castle Doom was downright scary. I had my emotions firmly locked away and kept Caity’s hand in mine as we stepped up to the imposing building. The gloom quickly dissipated.