Caitlyns pussy lips pushed against mine, our clits poking out, searching for each other. With both of her hands holding my upright leg, Caitlyn began ...o move. Pulling back slightly, rubbing her cunt against my leg she suddenly slammed forward, bringing our pussys into jarring contact, sending a bolt of pleasure through both our bodies. Caitlyn tossed her head back, her mouth open as pleasure coursed through her body. I reached up, grabbing both her breasts, Look at me Caitlyn, I want you to. Uhhhh yessss fuck me with that finger master. He then lifted his head up and just smiled at me and continued finger fucking me. Ya you like that dont you, you little slut? Oh fucccckkk yesss I love your big finger in my hooole. Damn your pussy is getting really fucking wet. Then he slipped another finger in me and fucked me harder and deeper. ohhh shiitt im gonna cummm&hellip, master can I please cum pleeeaasssee? Hold on a little bit more, he said with a devilish smile on his face. ughhhhh. I'd never really been one for saying "I love you" to my mum but it became a regular exchange between us, often while hugging each other goodnight.Now, I'm no saint. I can't say that I'd never once thought about my mum in a sexual way. As a horny teenager I fantasised about fucking literally every female I met! Teachers, school friends, my friend's mums and sisters, my cousins, aunties, neighbours... it was inevitable that at some point (probably at around 14) I'd bring my sister and my mum. I am fully naked. Mr. Orland is naked from the waist down. His pants are off and he is on top of me. Part of me wanted to fight him off. The other part of me really wanted to be his Christmas soloist. What could I do? “Sing for me now, Carla. Open up and sing the praises of God. Sing how much we fit together. Your tight young body sharing my cock. Do you like it, baby? Want to be my soloist this year?” I couldn’t speak. His cock felt so good and I knew that if I moved I would start to cum and.