Her father was much like Paul and her mother much like Rachel, with Master, again, caught in the middle. “You’re gorgeous.”
Rachel blushed, “You think so?”
“If I was Paul I’d definitely fuck you.” Master was shocked at her own boldness. Indian sex Master grabbed Rachel’s big, firm butt and squeezed. Sometimes she was literally caught in the middle with her parents- taking blow after blow while her mother held her around the waist tightly begging Master to go away so she could take the beating on her own. She turned to grab her backpack off the floor and Master rubbed hard on her pussy. She thought what they had just done meant something to Rachel too. Rachel walked out of the bathroom her heals clicking on the wooden plank floor. Master parted Rachel’s cunt lips with her unoccupied hand and licked her clit with a surprising force.
