Luckily I had an ensuite room so a shower was no big problem. “Don’t bleed on her dress,” I snapped. xnx “Try a dildo as well,” I suggested. It felt good. I went in, Up the stairs. She was working her cunt muscles now, milking me, trying to make me cum. She smiled, “Yes!” I pressed oh so gently and slowly filled her with solid meat until my crotch ground against her clit. My mother was in the kitchen, “Hi,” Cassie said, “Can you rustle up a spot of Dinner, I haven’t eaten all day.”
“Hello Mum,” I said. She looked at me bleary eyed, “O M G!” she said, “Did you fuck me last night?”
“Er, yes,” I admitted, “Don’t you remember?”
“Bit of a blur darling,” she sighed, “Bit sore this morning, was it a good night?”
“Your pimp was raking it in,” I observed.
