Sherry is 40, but a knockout. Thecombination of her short, dirtyblonde hair, blue eyes, slimfigure, tight ass and 36D breastsnever fails to turn me on... I oftenfantasize about fucking her frombehind or having a threesomewith Sherry and Cara.I offered to give her a foot rub,which she accepted. We madesmall talk while I massaged herfeet, occasionally sliding a handup to massage her calves as well.She just smiled and said themassage felt good, notcommenting on my handsroaming up above her ankles.I . The whirlwind court case andsentencing. Jessie hadn't needed to testify, though she would have gladly.Instead she watched. She watched every second of it on TV, over andover, from her dungeon. Watching Brandi's mom receive maximum sentences forchild endangerment, prostitution, attempted murder and resisting arrest alwaysmade her cum. Then He would mention that "She'll never get out. I know thewarden at the men's prison she is going to be accidentallydelivered to, where she'll disappear." and. I wanted to be dressed like one of the guys but that surewasn't happening. Mom, Aunt Alice, Karen and me were all going to bedressed similarly. We'd all be wearing dresses. We'd all be wearingbras and panties. We'd all be wearing heels. We'd all have make up onand we all smelled sweet with perfume. No, there would be no mistakingme for a boy. I fit right in with all the girls and women.Jason was the first one to chime in. "Wow. Don't you look cute in yourpretty dress and high heels? You even. Only my husband should touch me there. I was a good woman. Not a whorish slut. But Principal Carver’s dick felt sooooo good. My pussy was on fire. And his cock was so thick. What would it feel like in me?My hands squeezed my daughter’s thighs as she thrashed in orgasmic bliss.“How much for your cunt, Mrs. Umayyah?” the principal asked.“I’m not ... for sale!” I panted. Then, with the greatest effort of will, I stood up and yanked down my skirt. I spun around, facing him, my breasts heaving in my.