How I will be standing in my latex corset, thigh high stockings and thigh high black patent leather boots. Perhaps now and then I will sit in front of...your naked, helpless frame and move my heels down your tender flesh, leaving long, red gashes. How I will kick lightly at your hard cock as it stands out, begging for attention.And my vibrator, should I decide to use it, may find it's way down your naked flesh as well, still wet from being inside me as I writhed on my bed while watching you. . Steph was a lesbian! No wonder she didn't want to see me naked. Despite the violation of my body and mind, my ego was a bit restored by this news. Silly what thoughts you'll grab on to in order to keep from going insane.Steph lifted her mother's face up. "Don't think of men, then. Think of me back there, fucking you with a dildo." Then she pushed her mom's face back down to her crotch.By now I was 3/4 of the way inside my sister's pussy. She obviously hadn't had sex in a while because she was. ” Clinging together, we scuttled across the road through the rain, which was bouncing off the road like shotgun pellets. Luckily the park looked deserted, not even anyone sheltering under the trees. As soon as we reached the grass we embraced, our kisses urgent and hard. His hands began to paw roughly at my t-shirt, and I released him so he could drag it over my head, leaving me bare from the waist up. I kicked off my shoes and pulled down my panties, the rain cascading off my almost naked. .Twelve!... Thirteen! You're not thanking me bitch! Ooooh?Sarah had pushed Mistress Slut close enough to orgasm that she begins to rain down painful blows upon her own large unprotected tits until she finally climaxes. When Linda Davenport was first caught by these blackmailers two years ago she thought her young life was over. After months of skilled service they promoted her to the position of Mistress Slut. A decidedly disempowering title she at first had loathed. Now Linda Davenport was.