It was number 19 that took me over the edge and I was sweating something rotten as I uncontrollably shook violently. I never did manage to say, “Nineteen - thank you Master.” I was starting to get control of myself again when number 20 landed. Thankfully that was the last one but I didn’t feel that much. My whole backside and pussy were numb. Before Jon left me he got the big double-ended dildo and pushed it into me as far as it would go. Within pussy minutes I was asleep. Week commencing April 26 I woke up with a start and a feeling of emptiness to discover that Jon was just pulling the dildo out of me. As he released me he asked me if I was okay then told me to take it slowly when I decided to get up. He went off to work as the pain started as I moved my legs. When I made it to the bathroom I saw that my backside had lots of deep red wheals all over teen it. I jumped when I touched my open pussy and had to untie my pussy lips very slowly. I don’t know why but I just had to play sexy with my swollen, tender clit and bring myself off again. I took it very easy that day and the next few. In fact it was the Friday before I felt well enough to go to the supermarket. Saturday May 1 A quiet weekend really. Jon spotted an advert in the paper for a ‘Bar person’, and when we went into town we went to the pub and Jon got us a drink while I asked for the manager. The job was for Friday and Saturday evening. He asked me if I normally dressed like I was (short dress) for work. When I said I did he said, “Good, I like to cater for the younger drinkers on a weekend evening and big young attractive women wearing not a lot tends to keep the place crowded.” He asked me if I could start porn the next Friday and I said that I could and hoped that Jon would agree. He did. Stayed at girl home for the rest of the day and went to bed early. Sunday May 2 Jon got up very early to watch some motor racing and then spent the rest of the morning reading the papers. The only exciting part of the day was when he came up behind me as I washed the dishes and fucked me. Week commencing May 3 It was a Bank Holiday on the Monday but we didn’t go anywhere, or do anything exciting. On the Tuesday I got a card from the doctors asking me to go for a smear test on the Friday. When I got there the receptionist said that the nurse wasn’t available and that the doctor would be taking it. When my turn came I went in and saw that it was the short balding doctor that has a bit of an attitude problem. There were 2 other people in with him, one man and one woman, both about my age. He, like me, has a Bachelor’s Degree in Criminology from the University of North Carolina and we’re both almost finished with Master’s Degrees from the same university. Elsie was up instantly, spinning and mugging for the audience. Because you would participate and thrust back. When I got back to daddy’s boat I checked my butt to make sure that no skin was broken then I went over to the café for something to eat. Carefully, she cupped his balls, squeezing a little on them. She cried to the heavens each time I thrust into her. I need your cock!” She gasps. It was a painstaking endeavour, she was heavier that I expected. Untying you the men let you fall to the floor for a little while, then you feel them lift you. Now, neither of us had expected that and we were both wearing short skirts and tops (nothing underneath). He asked where we went dancing girl and I said some club and he asked how often, I told him three nights. It hurt. Suddenly she felt the tingle in her body and liquid running down the inside of her thigh. “Why are you telling me that? I shook my head, my hair dancing around my features. “Yes, Master!” they said in unison. The orgasm intensified and she let big out a groan. FUCK THIS IS GREAT! She shivered teasingly, sliding herself a good portion of his length, before resuming clenching and gorging the head. “Brother mine!” she gasped as I took my first lick through her incestuous flesh. None the less, we would need to make occasional trips back down to Swansea, if only to tie up loose ends and move everything back here. Her hands, still teen clutching his shoulders clenched. "Excellent." I lean into her and say, “Did you check out his left hand? She slowly started gyrating her hips back and forth. I smiled, though, as I sank us to the ground. The kitchen had black cupboards and an islander surrounded by barstools. "One way to resolve that is with a big ole hard cock. ‘fuck yes, cum deep inside me baby, that feels so good’ she moaned as her pussy contracted porn around me once again ‘uuuurrgggh, shitttt’ I took off all my sexy clothes and admired myself in pussy the mirror. “Omigod,” she wailed. I needed to be focused on my sister. I asked Liz.