Mother sucked her lips into her mouth, whining against the words her body wanted her to say. I prodded her clamped nipple back and forth, wetting the tip of it with my spit. Her breasts were in such a state of high tension that her whole chest jiggled with the barest motion of my tongue. Mother’s face became red, then purple. She shook her head this way and that, then with a moan of dismay, her lips tore open, and she screamed, “I WANT IT!” “Convince me.” I grinned open-mouthed, my tongue still teasing. “I want my daughter to suck my tits!” Mother sobbed, “I’m a depraved slut who gets off to being chained and tortured by her child, now please!” “No.” I whispered, and stepped back. The look of despair that crossed Mother’s face burned into my mind. If I could’ve, I would’ve brought an artist with me to paint that moment so that I could cherish it forever. “You didn’t convince me, Mother, I’m sorry.” I said, reaching feet once again into my bag, “While I believe you want your breasts stimulated, I don’t think you want me to do it.” I pulled out my next instrument. “In your state of blonde mind, I suspect anyone toe sucking would do. I need you to want me, your daughter, the woman who fucked your husband, who stole your crown, who condemned you to death. I need you to… love me.” I brought the pear-shaped object into view, and twisted the knob at the end of it. The smooth pear opened into six petals, its bloom widening with the twist of my finger. I looked up at Mother. “Maybe this will make you love me.” It was immediately apparent that Mother had never put anything in her ass. When I spread her supple cheeks, I found the tightest pink little button I’d ever seen. She shook with fear and desire as I wetted the pear with her free-flowing juices, then trailed its tip down her taint, and rested it against her pornstar puckered center. “N-n-n-not there!” She managed to stutter. “Why not?” I asked with a sardonic smile, applying pressure. “Because… because…” Her thoughts waned from her as I began to twist against her virgin hole. “Because it’s from where you shit?” I finished for her, “But I thought the proud and benevolent Trenaria Tiadoa’s shit didn’t stink?” I took a deep whiff of her, “That’s clearly not the case, though between the two of us, Mother, foot fetish I think you smell delicious. ” “Leveria… please…” Her voice was small and weak. “There’s no need to be Queen Tiadoa here, Mother.” I spit onto her tailbone, and watched the glob traverse her crack, and center about the pear’s tip. She shivered in arousal from the degradation. “Say you want your baby-girl to fuck your virgin ass, and I’ll do it. The blonde amount of scandal of not only a student and teacher but incest too was delightful in practice, but not in public knowledge. I fingered my self to a climax all the while remembering how it felt to have Peter fuck me. Peter called Wednesday to ask if I could babysit Saturday night. In a few moments the two boys’ lips met, and a peck turned pornstar to kiss. In response, the sergeant nods his head in the direction of the room and enters something on his notepad. As usual, I poured myself a glass of pineapple juice. Look at Lucy over there pushing herself!” I feet wanted to go straight home but I got out numbered, and we started wandering round all the stalls. I roll off Mom. All of her things were gone so I was terrified that we had crossed a foot fetish line last night that ill never be able to recover from. They huddled close talking and catching up, occasionally his big forearm brushing purposefully against her much daintier one. This one was a lesbian video, which came to a shock to the three girls. "Why don't you sit on the side of the tub," I finally suggested. a very matter of fact toe sucking tone of voice. I have one over there. “Oh fuck, yeah, take my cock you slut!” In the meantime all three girls would do a shoot at least once a week, as would Clara when she could make time. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed against me. "Hey, don’t let her take control; not even for a second," Mark warned Cameron. His friend Zack had convinced him to come out to one last party before he went away for the summer. I had assumed that this mission would have been a vacation for you."