I gently lifted her hips and pulled her body closer to me. To test that she understood me, I asked her if she was ready to have squirting orgasms as ...I took my oiled hands and gently massaged her warm pussy and dilated ass. I barely heard her moan. I moved her clit in circles as I squeezed it between two fingers. Still not moving and nor making a sound, I let her know I was pleased with herself control then slipped the other two fingers of that hand in her damp pussy. I think we all like a. .. some sort of trade?Bingo! Then it hit me. After I had moved from my parents' home into my own apartment, I was busy at work and didn't get back to visit my folks for a few weeks. As I drove up their driveway one afternoon, I noticed my dad had lined the pavement with hard maple saplings. They didn't look all that good at the time, but they were now over twenty feet tall and looked great. I never actually asked if my dad had personally planted the trees! I had assumed he did.Could my mother. " With another disgustingly ugly laugh, the cruel women left me alone. I tried to act indifferently, but my eyes kept drifting down to look at my forced nudity. I could feel the shame and anger deep in my soul, as I realized just how humiliating this pose actually was. True - I had always been exceedingly modest in my appearance, to the point where even my dressing servants had never seen me naked. Yet this position was so revolting and un-ladylike, that even the lowest street whores would. A sadistic ‘eat shit’ grin, because I was at her mercy as the continued anal assault stretched and painfully punished my little brown hole open as she and he could see crystal clear between my spanked red cheeks.After a short time, my asshole began to loosen up. Soon, Madame’s fingers were slipping in and out of my small brown puckered hole. With a loud plop and fart that brought another groan of embarrassment he pulled his fingers from my clinging asshole. Smearing Vaseline on the length of.