I guess an hour had gone by because when I got downstairs, the table was set and food placed out.My Mom looked at me and then at my crotch, and then s...e winked at me again. We all began eating and when my sister dropped her fork, Mom said she would get it. As my mom crawled under the table, I felt a hand on my lap, and my cock grew as she gripped it through my pants.“Honey, where did you drop the fork? I’m not seeing it.”I felt the top of my track pants being pulled and next thing I felt a hand. A year and a half after Jaimie was born, Cassie decided to go back to work. I was all for the decision-Cammie was smart and talented and wanted a career. She went to work as an investment banker.It wasn't long before we wouldn't see her before seven or eight o'clock at night. I understood it was a demanding career, but I had a demanding career but still managed to walk out of the building at five on almost all nights. Cammie, even with her hours, was a good mother to Jessie and Jaimie. I'd pick. He laughed when he found out his fingers slid in easily with how wet I was. I reached down and pulled my skirt all the way uptown my hips and spread my legs wide for him. Then I unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. I smiled when I found out that the myth was actually true. I took my first black dick in my mouth and worked on it to get him hard. It didn’t take long before he was rock hard, and my pussy was ready. I got up and unbuttoned my shirt to let my tits out and sat on his cock. it. Yes, I want you to make me into a woman, but I really need the toilet Master.No, please don’t stop Master. I’m sorry if I’m a tease. I need them. I need your fingers in me. I need your fingers fucking me. Please fuck me faster Master. Please fuck me harder Master. Please Master. Please may I cum Master?I am sorry Master. I’ve soaked you; drenched your hand and arm. I am very, very sorry but it was so unbelievable to have your fingers stroke in and out of me; owning me, possessing me,.