”“I know,” I groaned. I pulled her hand down to my cock. I pressed her into my girth. “That'll make it hot.”She ripped her hand away from me.... “You just want me for sex.”I blinked at that. “Well, yeah, you're my slut.” I grinned at her. “You're my sexy sister-slut. I know you love squealing—”She slapped me. Hard. My head snapped to the side. My cheek stung. I blinked against it. I tasted blood. I gaped at her while rubbing my tender face. What was this? She loved my cock. She loved being my. I was amazed at how her pussy stretched to accommodate his huge cock, accepting it, swallowing it completely, and surrounding it, taking his length and width deep within her tight folds. Their pelvic areas were drenched with the wetness flowing from my mother's pussy. I watched in awe as he kept driving his huge penis deep into my mother's pussy, over and over, thrusting, driving, pounding, causing her to scream as she climaxed again and again. Her cunt was throbbing and quaking, gushing her. “Molly do you care to explain why you were more interested in the filth on your phone than my lesson?”The answer seemed obvious to her but she had no words to offer him.“I’m sick to the back teeth of children like you behaving in this way. School is for education. To give you a better life. One enriched by knowledge and opportunity...”His attempt at an inspirational speech was just as dull as the lesson from which Molly had been removed, and it occurred to her that she much rather preferred. I could certainly see Mati being interested."Why don't you ask him if he would be interested? If he is, ask him to join us for supper on Saturday. I'll make sure Mati is here."Once Jordan left, I cleaned up the breakfast mess and put in a load of laundry. While waiting for it to go through its cycle, I lay down on the sofa. I started daydreaming about what it would be like to be taken by a different man than Jordan. My imagination fueled by some of the porn I had watched, my hand slid into my.