My g-string undergarments where rubbing up and down my labia as I was walking towards the table. I was certain that my pussy scent would end up soilin... through my skirt. “Must…learn…self…control,” reciting in my head while each footstep clinked onto the floor with my stiletto heels. While trying to refrain from pussy juices gushing in my panties, I sat next to Jake. Abruptly, I felt a slight hand pulling my black pencil skirt, slowly. My thighs were quivering, yet he was nonchalant. I had to. Just because I talked to you doeshn't mean I've forgotten what you've done to me. Turn around. Bend over. Grab your anklsh ... ankles."Sophie expected to feel the bite of the dog-whip as she turned her back on her swaying daughter and bent forward."Time I fish ... fist fucked you," said Priscilla. Then unsteadily forced three, then four, fingers into her mother's cunt from behind.Sophie gave a genuine howl of shock and pain. She would have fallen off the coffee table had not Al held her. More

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