Among all of her virtues, however, this was probably as close to a vice as it could get for Mrs. Clark: she absolutely reveled in her role as storyboo...k mother, beloved neighbor and inviting hostess so much that she would invite both Victor's friends as well as the entire neighborhood to frequent parties at their home. These frequent events were typically simple informal gatherings where she could play homemaker, socialite and amateur caterer with some new Martha Stewart recipe while. How did that feel?”“Oh God. It felt so wrong, but e-exciting.”“Exactly. Now I want you to be as lewd as you can, while you’re touching your pussy. You can do that for me, can’t you, Anna?”“Y-yes.” My hips rocked, pushing itself against the toy, grinding the damp, soaked gusset of my panties into my pussy. “Ken… It feels so good…”“Did you see my picture?”“Yes.”“What did you think?”“Nothing especially.”“Don’t lie, Anna. Don’t lie to me.”His stern words stung me. “S-sorry.”“Let’s try again. What. He stayed semi-hard inside her as she started to go wild from his attention to her nipples. Her head was swimming now as he just kept her trembling with excitement, constantly exhilarated, flowing from one wet, sloppy orgasm into another, cumming inside her again and again, until she was left wide open with his sperm flowing out of her continuously. At 3:30am, when she got home, she was extra careful to be quiet. She didn't want to wake me, to have to face me and tell me all about it. She still. I wanted him to get the message loud and clear. I was more than willing for some fun, was gagging for his cock and willing to be a right dirty bitch if he wanted. My cunny was already wet from anticipation, my juices frothing up nicely in my panties."Wow", he said as I opened the van passenger door to get in. "You look nice"."Thanks", I responded. "I thought you might approve".I slid into the seat of the van beside him, my skirt exposing a good length of my bare legs as I did so,"Love the.