Francesca Moroni opened her eyes to see two very young, very lovely and very naked young ladies looking down at her with mingled concern and relief. T...heir concern was for the woman's condition and their relief that she had at long last recovered consciousness. The elder and taller of the two turned away to get something for her to lay her head on, now that the rescued girl was conscious at last. Francesca gasped as she saw Joanne's still freshly scarred back."I know! It's not a pretty sight, is. “I’m going to do more than use you, Bunny. I’m going to own you.” Again, I hand no idea how prophetic his words would be. “God, what an amazing ass.” This time, when he withdrew his fingers, he didn’t wipe them on my quivering ass cheeks. Instead, he put one into my ass, carefully, slowly, watching as I shook, my eyes shutting tightly and then popping open as he pushed past my tight anal ring, using my own juices to lubricate my clenching fuck tunnel.“I am looking forward to shoving my cock. You seem to like it when I grab the same things." But Les! It's MOM!" I see. Well, there's something I need you to do for me."I was so glad to get off the subject that I didn't notice how quickly she changed it. I should have figured out something was up. Les doesn't give up on a subject that makes me squirm without being forced to.Relieved, I asked her what she wanted.'This is hard for me, Big Brother. But you said you wanted to know when I hurt." What do you need, Les?" My butthole is a. Within an hour she asked me if she could come to my place and spend the night. She said that sending me pictures made her awfully horny. I decided to tell her that I was just a kid. I did not get an immediate reply.At bedtime I found a message asking me my age, I replied that I was fourteen and went to bed.In the morning a new message said that she had a son my age and that he made her pussy wet every time that he touched her, gave her a hug, or kissed her goodnight or goodbye. She said that if.