"Don't stop, slut. Kiss her properly." Yes Mistress Cindy." She put her arms round Vicky and began to kiss her passionately."Remove her dress while yo...u kiss her. Vicky, remove Carla's skirt for her as well."They were too busy kissing to reply but I saw Carla's hands travel up Vicky's back, making Vicky squirm at the touch through the satin of her dress. Vicky's hands went to Carla's bottom, searching for the zip at the back of the skirt. My own hands were wandering as well; one of them went to. Oh, damn, that's good.”“Uh-huh,” I groaned. “I love it.”“I love pussy!” She smiled. “I love my futa-dick. My mother is awesome. Her serum is amazing.”“Yes, yes,” I groaned, bottoming out on her. I had every inch of her in me. I stared into her eyes. They trembled. Then she groaned and kissed me.Our tongues danced together as my cunt clenched about her futa-cock. I flexed my thighs, my legs sinking deeper into the couch as I lifted up my pussy. I slid my cunt up that amazing dick. The pleasure. “A finger in my asshole would be nice Vanessa. Massage my prostate when I cum.” How could he ask her to do such a filthy thing? She cringed at his command, ashamed at how she was performing, her innocent hands stroking his cock, her mouth overflowing with his balls as she continually gagged, each time feeling his cock jerk in pleasure. She pushed with her finger, finding his asshole, her hand spreading apart his cheeks until she found the rubbery opening. She had to fight his sphincter, as she. And finally I asked for her cell no. which she gave , and we returned back to the party. After that all had dinner at party hall nd went to their home. At nite I texted on her cell gud nite.To which she replied same, and similarly the exchanging of texts and calls on late night started between us , Even whenever we get time we bunked collage and go out to roam, for movies ,and much more.I still remember the day it was raining heavily and I was about to leave collage suddenly my eye stopped as I.