“Slide that vibrator in your hot little cunt, pet,” comes your command. I move my hands down into my panties and begin sliding the buzzing toy int...o my smooth bald moist fuckhole. “Use your panties to keep it in, slut.” My face reddening as I feel the vibrations traveling up from my quivering pussy. More moisture collects in the gusset of the thin pink garment.“Turn it up to medium, little whore,” you say as you smile at my blushing. I turn the dial a little more, and my body takes a sudden. I leaned down and grabbed his shoulders and pressed down into him and let out a loud moan. I could feel and hear my pussy juices with each motion thrusting on top of him. He was moaning and pushing me further onto of his cock, deeper, wetter. My one hand went to his hair grabbing it and my other hand on his hip, continuing to thrust faster, deeper. My body was tingling, the t-shirt was wet, my nipples erect and my eyes barely opened looking into his eyes. I could see in his face that he could. Without thinking, Rosie tried to stop thedescending rivulet and managed to put his fingers directly on Ginger'snipple. Ginger gasped and brought his hands partway up. There werechuckles from the onlookers. Seeing the inevitability of them oilingeach other completely, Ginger poured some oil over his fingers, heedlessthat half of it ended up on the rubber sheet. He began to smear it onRosie's neck, under is chin, working his way downward. They spread oilover backs and upper arms, then lower. The father is now in a prison somewhere and the elders of Littlehammer wouldn't tell them where either. They took one look at the boy and couldn't say no when their elders asked ours to take him way. Mark tried to take him in but he didn't know what to do to help him. He wouldn't talk you see. I took him in and Dan and Bess were happy to help him, but it just became too much for us. Pat offered to take him in but..." I knew with out a doubt what his concern was."You're worried for the same.