"Mum?" she calls out, "Are you here?" "We're in here, honey," Becky replies. I hold my breath. "Hey," she says as her eyes travel over everyone. When ...er eyes meet mine she holds the look a few seconds, a smile creeping over her perfect lips. Acting like I couldn't care less is the hardest thing I've ever had to do considering the way my heart is hammering in my chest. She looks amazing! Her clothes and hair are wet from the rain and it only adds to her allure. "How are things?" Becky asks. "Oh. I'll have everything ready and waiting by then."She eagerly did as she was told, before going downstairs to meet him. As she showered, she took the time to masturbate, as she had watched the two of them last night. Part of her had honestly been jealous of the other woman. For all the discomfort the first time with Hayden had brought, there had been a lot of pleasure, too. Never had a man's cock filled her so. Even now, she wouldn't mind being roughly taken, perhaps even fisted like the girl had. Ek din dopahar ko mai jab bahar khel k ghar aaya to mom k aawaze aa rhi thi aah aah me dekhne gya ki kya baat hai to dekha papa maa ko chod rahe the maa soyi hui thi aur papa upar se apna lund andar bahar kar rahe the maa aahh ahh chodo mujhe bol rhi thi ye sun k papa ka josh badh gya aur tezi se chodne lage.. Kuch der baad papa ne apna lund nikala aur maa upar aagyi.. Mene maa ko pehli baar bina kapdo k dekha unke bade bade boobs 38 size k the ye mujhe baadme pata chala mast gand b dikh rhi. Even in deep dreams, I couldn’t possibly recreate the fantastic sensations that hit me when he entered my sex. I could feel the cold, hard surface of the stone table as I leant forward. I could even recall the constricting embrace of the corset, but the same sexual pleasure could only be relived in reality. The thrill of my first sexual encounter as a woman could never be recreated. Still, I panted and moaned in sleep as my memories recounted the tale to my unconscious mind. Again and again, I.