Once Beth regained the submissive tone, I slid my finger out of her pussy. Xxnx I was lost in the sexuality, the intense excitement from molesting Beth. Beth held her face still, frozen in her misery. I tasted her bowels as I forced myself into them, mixed with slight trickles of her milk. Her body language was instantly defensive. Until, one night, she grabbed the kids and left to stay with her mom’s. Her body had the natural curves that accentuated beauty, proportioned perfectly between long legs and slender hips about a round ass. But, that would take the power away from me and put it in their hands. She put her head on what looked like 10 pillows, as if a queen, closing her eyes and waiting for her punishment.




















