. My Dannie, is fucking me with a strap-on! We both start moaning, becoming louder the faster our pace increases. I flip her over so I could finally h...ave more of her cock. Our mouths meet, and begin a passionate kiss that seems to last forever. On the brink of an orgasm, I lift Danielle's legs over each one of my shoulders, and plunge my pussy deep onto her awaiting cock. Releasing a primal scream, I gasp for air and collapse on top of Danielle's bare chest, with her plastic cock still inside. “I’ve wanted to do this for a long time Simon.” She leaned forward and licked the head. “Let’s do it properly, this dairy maid has the right to good working conditions!” Her hands went to the waistband of my shorts. As I lifted my bum my shorts and jocks came off. She leaned back, twirled them on her finger and when she let them go they landed on the table beside me. “Now we are ready!” She giggled. “Big boy!” Her hand wrapped around my cock again and she started to pump. I. With a pussy probably more skilled than any in the universe, I wouldn't be leaving it without filling it with cum. She managed the interior and exterior caresses, the muscular milking and the up and down friction, to claim its reward exactly when the limo arrived at the Ambassador's apartment building. That my plentiful and powerful spewing deep inside her brought her to a quiet, shivering climax as well made me happy, and the last eye to eye exchange contained joy. We laughed and embraced and. She had always maintained her own waistline at itssmallest possible measurement by constantly wearing the stiffest andmost tightly laced of corsets, and I well remember being dandled uponher knee and hearing the creaking of her stiff busks and whalebones,whenever she moved.It appears that my mother had always yearned for a daughter of her own.It had been her oft expressed wish to train and shape the figure of agirl child in the same way as her own figure had been trained. Shewanted to be able.