Grown up than i remember. (Makinzie)Yea i gess so. Then i saw her mom drop her rob and expose her naked body and then move forwored and push her into... her bed and go on top of her and then start kissing her. Then she kisses her neck then her caller bone then he tit the down the belly till shes eating my girl friends pussy. I sit in the closet hidden and watching this happen and my pinis becomes rock hard and i start to rub it and then when she comes i do and i sperts in the air and gets all. Of course I knew her pussy well, but tonight was different she was a hungry animal, but still my prey. The throbbing pulsating under the grip of my own strength drew my balls up into me and I could feel the growing agony of needing to cum but it was not time. She watched me as I approached her then slid her hand between her cheeks from underneath her sliding her fingers over the thread of her panties pulling them downward following the path to her dark damp misty cave between her legs. I. It seems I have no shame. When my mistress parades my babified and bound self in front of her girlfriends and forces me to perform like a trained animal, I love it.She'll knot me up into the most contrived positions and spank me and probe me and prod me and - worst of all - ignore me for hours, and my response will be "More, please!"If she dresses me up for one of my punishment parades around the streets of our French Quarter home, I'm embarrassed and debased, but I'm like a puppet on a string:. "Remember, Baby, wetness and variety are the keys." I can't find the words to describe how good her virgin mouth felt on my cock. The adjectives warm, wet and soft don't go far enough. "Am I doing it as good as Mom, Daddy?" I assured her that she was, even though she wasn't. Her mother had perfected her cock-sucking skills on hundreds of cocks at swinger parties. No novice could equal her. But in some ways, she was better than her mother. The psychological thrill more than compensated for her.