He fumbled around a little, I spread my feet some and his fingers found my cunt. When I spread my feet a little more, his middle finger wiggled around...a little then, slipped into me all the way.I’d had a visitor earlier, had been well fucked and was loaded with cum. I was leaking a little so he had no problem penetrating me with his finger. I was also still relaxed and opened-up a little from the previous and very hard fucking I’d had. I reached down and rubbed his crotch…yes, he had the. I usually live off readymeals and take away junk."Now it was my turn to smile."My mum taught me to cook when my dad left so that I could cook when sheworked nights. I can make just about anything that takes your fancy."She giggled and raised an eyebrow."Sounds like you're quite a catch. You cook, have your own house and car,and you have such a cool personality. Why hasn't someone snatched you upbefore?"I pondered that for a few seconds."Well I always get nervous around new people; I find new. My dad is cool person, who supports mom in everything she does. He is busy man, always occupied with work. Like every other mother, my mom also loves me more. I am a pet to my parents and they never refused to anything I ask. So this is about my family.So one day, i was watching TV and mom was sitting in the sofa adjacent to mine and was applying nail polish. She bent down to apply nail polish to her toe nails. She was wearing night gown at home, so when she bent down i could clearly see her. Her Mum and Dad, like my own, were rather prudish in their ways, and wouldn’t allow us to be alone together in the house. We could only dream about owning a car, and my Dad was still angry with me for reversing his much loved Morris Oxford into a lamp post on the promenade at Ayr. It was a fine big car, with lots of room in the back, and I’d just given Sally a good fucking on the back seat after she’d sucked my cock up to full hardness. In my rush to get her home on time, I hadn’t checked the.