" I did so, drawing them up over my head, opening my body even more widely, brazenly presenting my charms for his view and potential usage. I held the...position as he seemed to consider my form.He continued to put me through my paces, making me open and display my body in ways that can only be demanded of an absolutely compliant slave girl. I hoped he liked what he saw. On top of the arousal that had been forced upon me during the ride in the van, I was becoming increasingly excited by this. She began to make cork screwing motions as she fucked up and down him. She burbled with excitement, her eyes opening and closing as the pleasure grew.“Oh, Mom!” Billy punted. “It feels so good!”“I know, darling,” she whispered, fucking up and down slowly. “God, how I know! I love it, Billy! I love to feel your cock in my pussy ... fucking me. I don’t understand it, not at all, but I want your cock so much!” Billy lunged his hips upward, fucking into his mother’s tight pussy.“Ohhhh, yes, honey!”. Her breasts sway and rise slightly with her movement and breathing. The curve of her hips and tail wagging about look so inviting. He certainly cannot blame his so for his attraction to catgirls, he has to same affliction, he just doesn’t let it be known. To satisfy his needs, he takes them from Prince Trustram and then adds to the girls to his harem of sorts.He already has his pants off by the time his eyes meet hers and he gives her a wicked grin. She smiles back just before nuzzling her head. I love every part of a female body. Slowly I pulled her saree down and cupped her tiny tits. Put my hands inside her blouse and slowly started kneading her boobs. I pulled her boobs out of her blouse and started rubbing my tongue on it. I bit her aerola she started moaning. In tamil, she said methu…va… methuva. She slowly started cooperating and I just lifted her and took to the bed. And pulled her saree up. She was wearing a red colour panty, which made me horny. I pushed my head between her.