Groping Catfight
ask for it by name ”“Where?”My cheeks burn as I admit I had my hands between my thighs, my fingers on my clit. You encourage more, caressing my face as you hear how I defiled myself, how I pushed my fingers, one at a time, inside my cunt, how I fucked myself, how my thumb pinched my clit and I grinder down on my hand as hard as I could. You coax each detail from me gently, pulling out more and more embarrassing details. Finally:“Did you cum?”I nod and stare at the floor, “Yes Sir.”“Hmm, I wonder, did you have. He then slowly played with my ass, and worked the lube in, soft at first, and then as deep as he could. It was hurting at first, but as I relaxed, all that went away and I was moaning too. It felt so good! He then picked my legs up with his hands, and pushed them up over my head to expose my ass really good, and started sucking my balls and just under them. I was about to loose it right there. My eyes were rolling back and he made my ass beg for it. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I told him. “Okay, go call Heather, and tell her I say hi.”“I will. Goodnight, Mom ... Oh, and last call for the phone. We’ll probably be on a while, since we haven’t talked much since she left.”“The line’s all yours. We won’t bother you. Goodnight sweetie.”Once in my room, I changed into dry comfortable clothes and settled into my chair. I lifted the receiver but found no dial tone.Ugh, fucking storm killed the wires! Just my damn luck.I groaned in frustration as I stretched over to my desk, intending to.
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