1. A Shortie for Susan - Part 2


    Date: 3/13/2017, Categories: Interracial Sex, Lesbian Sex, Sex Humor, Author: dasx2, Source: xHamster

    Bindi Andy was in the shower stroking his cock, remembering the amazing fuck with his Math Tutor Bendy Bindi yesterday afternoon. In his imagination he could still feel her hot thighs pressing into his arse and her hands pinning back his ankles as she took him in the Amazon position. Just when he couldn’t imagine it getting any hotter, Susan his step-mum appeared in the shower, standing behind him, pressing her tits into his back and gripping his slippery cock. “What are we going to do with you, you naughty boy? I bet you’re thinking about fucking that Indian slut Bindi again. Well – you’re going to have to satisfy your old step-mum before I let you between her thighs again. Get down on your knees and lick this cunt – she needs some deep sucking and then some hard loving from that lovely cock”. Andy’s tongue slipped easily between Susan’s slick flaps, daring to hold her wobbly buttocks in his soapy hands. One finger strayed towards the centre; Susan slapped his hand away before he could make contact with her soapy butt-hole. “That’s very rude – stick to the cunt for now –my ass belongs to your Dad. Perhaps we can get Bindi back – see if we can break her Slave Programming – doesn’t seem fair that only her Mistress can savour the delights of that gorgeous backside. Once we get that nasty plug out her ass, I’m sure we can get this cock up her”. “I know Mum – why don’t I fuck your ass –then we can make her really jealous by sending some photos. This phone’s supposed to be ...
    waterproof, so if you bend over, I can just stick this up you with a bit of liquid soap to smooth the way. Oh Mum, you are so tight and pink and round – I don’t think I can last long, better get some more photos from right underneath –that should get the little bitch Bindi wondering what she’s missing”.Mistress Meanwhile Bindi had arrived home at the apartment she shared with Mistress. Perhaps ‘shared’ is not quite the right word – she was often held there against her will – handcuffed to the bed-head or wardrobe door, or wherever Mistress wanted to have her next on her return from a ‘shopping trip’. Bindi noticed the car parked at an odd angle – clearly Mistress had been in a hurry to get started on her latest pickups. Bindi quietly opened the front door and was not surprised to find a pile of young girls clothing on the floor and a stack of empty wine bottles on the table. The pile revealed two pair of thin white, almost see-through identical size 8 jeggings and two tiny bright red bandeau tops. Bindi almost felt sorry for the twins venturing into the gay bar – they would have been eaten alive wearing so little. No underwear visible, except for Mistress’s black latex bra and matching thong – she loves to collect her conquests panties – says she can taste the fear in their cuntal secretions. Bindi crept into the bedroom, wondering what gross indecency to expect. Most of the candles had burnt out – just two cast a flickering light onto her bed. Mistress lay face up in her tightest ...
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