While on the whole Sky was a generally slender woman with a noticeably flat chest, she lacked the muscle definition that Andrea’s form boasted. Inst...ad with Sky, all eyes were drawn downwards to her key feature, her finely sculpted booty that was the purest definition of thicc. It seemed to Andrea that the majority of Sky's workout was focused on either enhancing or showing off that particular asset. Andrea smirked and snickered slightly to herself as she walked, letting out a sigh at her own. By now she was too scared to continue; what if she died while having this intense pleasure? What if her mother found her, panty less with her hand between her legs? She retrieved her panties, curled into a ball, and pulled the duvet up to her neck before a deep, satisfied sleep caught up with her.Three years after her debut as a masturbator all this came to change drastically. It was early one afternoon. She had the house to her self; mom and Liz weren't due in another two hours at least. She. He digs his fingers into my hips. There will be bruises there tomorrow. He vigourously fucks me, pulling almost all the way out and forcing his way back in. I gasp and moan around Victor's cock. I even start to suck him."Thats right baby, suck my dick." He stops his thrusting, and I bob my head and suck him off burying my nose in his pubic hair each time I take him all the way. "Thats right you little fucking slut. Suck his dick." I hear Gage say. I start sucking faster, running my tongue along. Steve stopped at my office door. The room had a desk, my computer, and files for all my consulting work. It was also decorated with collectible Pepsi bottles and cans. As well as a couple of neon lights that I collected since I was a boy. It was the only thing in the house I really cared for anymore. I saw them talking and turned up the volume from the hidden microphone/camera I installed to hear what they were saying. Steve just ran his mouth, bad mouthing me. Then he grabbed my cans and.