” Ashley looks up at her master, a look of uncertainty on her face. “Master, I want you to make me your little slut, to leave marks all over my bo...y that make me yours.” She says, her voice husky from the pleasure. Alex grins. “I’m sorry, what was that? I couldn’t hear you over your mumbles.” Ashley clears her throat and repeats herself, this time a little louder. "Mmm, such a good little slut, aren't you?" Alex grins, cocking his head to the side a bit. "You may touch yourself, slut. But don't. "Hi, Sophie," she said. "I don't think we properly met at the concert.It's nice to finally meet you. Are you hungry?"Sophie looked around at the many pots and pans that Mom had been using.She had gone all out; there were pancakes, waffles, sausage, bacon,eggs, and hash browns. If someone wanted it for breakfast, my mom hadprobably made it."Wow, Mom! That's a lot of food!" I stated."I wanted the band to feel at home this morning," Mom explained."Perhaps they won't be so shocked to meet you if. I went to her and she was in correct position to put my cock in her. I touched her pussy with my cock and she let go a moan, then I thirsted my cock in her and it went inside very easily.She was all wet inside, I then started pushing my cock deep in her and she was pulling me with her hand on my back. She then started scratching my back in excitement and I was feeling the pain but that was different kind of pain. I loved it and said please scratch hard and she was using her nails to scratch me. .I looked back at my reflection. I lookedlike a complete tart...I don't know what had compelled me to do it. And thenails! It had taken an age and the results weren't perfect but, oh my, Iloved the way they looked. And something about the way they were physicallyattached to me, inescapably so...every time I looked at them my penis startedto swell with a mind of its own. I sat before the computer and squirmed andcrossed and uncrossed my legs as I'd never done before.At seven exactly the.