The Sharpshooter Fucking Machine

“Thank you!” she exclaimed with her mouth full. Unfortunately, Momo’s promise of good behavior went out the window. The fish section had gotten her all excited and now she was wound up like she was chasing a moth at three in the Big Boobs morning. “Master, can Momo have this?” “Master, can Momo have that?” “Master, Momo wants those!” “Master, let’s get cake!” Every time she saw something she liked or simply femdom didn’t understand, she’d pull on my sleeve and beg me to get it for her. When I was a little kid, I used to behave the same exact way in the store. My mom called it the “gimme’s”, and now I finally knew how to felt to be at the other end. People started following us through the store; not mature directly behind us, they had the decency to keep some distance, but whenever I looked over my shoulder, I could see them, peering from masturbation around the corners of aisles, darting back when I spotted them like coyotes. I didn’t blame them, Momo could certainly draw attention. I finally managed to get her to the checkout aisle, but by then, we had the entire store watching us. “Ok, now we put everything on the table and pay for it.” Momo did as told and started moving the food over onto the conveyor belt. It started to move and she jumped back. “Master, what’s going on?” she asked fearfully. “Relax, it’s just a machine.” We continued loading our food onto the conveyor belt with the cashier doing her best to focus on her job instead of Momo, though I could see her snickering at Momo’s reaction to the belt moving. It was a relief when we finally got out of the store and returned to the car. “Momo, I love you, but you were a pain in the ass in there.” “Sorry, Master.” “Just try to behave better the next time I take you out. And remember, Betty fetish cannot find out that we had burgers for lunch.” “Ok, you two, blow out the candles,” I said to Peter and Jenny. We were all gathered at the dinner table, looking at the expansive cake placed before us. I had gotten it at the store with Momo, though it had been a challenge to keep her from giving into temptation and pigging out in the middle of the store. We were celebrating the rabbits’ “birthdays”, their transformations. I want to fuck that sweet little pussy of yours so bad while you wrap those beautiful lips around Rocco's cock." For now he ignored his own needs and tended to his daughter's, a single finger gliding up her warm and very wet slit. Licking down both legs and sucking her inner thighs, leaving hickies on both thighs. Never the less I did come, semen shooting up over my stomach and I swear I came in my arse as well. He was a good man with a fine sense of humor and he was keeping my mom Big Boobs happy and that was important to me. When mom and Don came back from their "Honeymoon" in Vegas, Don had set me down for a little heart to heart talk in which he told me that mature no one could ever replace my dad but he would always be there for me if there was anything I needed help with. She started to say something but I cut her off. Not just masturbating to a girl, but to the one girl I shouldn't. That’s all.” He had diffused the tension with Gowri using an unbelievably lame excuse, but she was already smitten with him anyway. “Is this the first time you’ve ever seen a man’s arousal?” I asked her. this exhibitionist thing—if it proves to be real, I'm going to need a lot of help fetish dealing with it. She just stood, stared in his eyes, and slowly started unbuttoning her clothes disregarding them as they dropped to the floor. He dropped to his knees for his first ever cock suck. Carson made a big fucking show about breaking up with me.” She stopped looking so angry and shivered. “You know what masturbation I meant.” He scolded. Opening his trousers, Cady freed his penis and pushed it into dead girl's mouth. You know femdom by now my grammar is far from perfect, well neither am I. I do wish you like my story though. They were laying on their backs, their beautiful breasts, flat stomach and hair covered vulvas already nicely bronzed when Beatrice rolled over to her stomach.