“My, my, my,” Daddy whispered under his breath, stroking up and down causing my lips and legs to spread. I could hear Daddy mumble under his breat..., “Someone has been a very naughty and slutty girl,” before circling a finger over my clit. I could feel all sorts of emotions flood through my body and I am pretty sure it was the alcohol that made me courageous that night. I whispered to Daddy, “I think I need some more spankings; I am still feeling very slutty.” I held my breath not sure what to. So i told i could wipe her feet if she put em on my lap so no one would see in the car park. she looked a little hesitant about her son cleaning her feet."okay theres no other way" she unbuckled her seat belt and twisted in her seat and rested her feet in my lap. i was so happy having my mums feet inches from my growing cock. i had to be careful her feet didnt stroke it.i got the wipes out the glove box and wiped the soles of her feet and each toe and in between them and then rubbed a little to. And you never fucked anyone else?Me: No, I can’t even think that. People will call me a whore, then. So I wear clothes like this. I know women there wear modern clothes and show a lot of skin.R: Fuck people, do what you feel like. The culture is open, and women are free to wear whatever they want. Even the woman at my place, my daughter, and my GF are mostly naked. They love it. It is very bounded here. You know, you have such a sexy figure that you will raise so many dicks if you start showing. There was some kind of magic in effect that made Jerry’s fucking machine pick up the speed and pace as well. Nobody could tell, if professor Cheryl Clark was only obeying him or obeying her ass but she was moaning, she was growling; Fuck my ass, Jerry. Fuck me up the ass, go deeper boy, yeah deeper. Jerry was in a trance but had the sense to keep recording the scene as well as the voice as he kept on repeating for her to make him fuck her ass and she being so compliant to him.Ooouuuhhhh God,.