AndreaSubbie
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Andi hugged her Mum back. Of course she did. And accepted the kiss on the cheek. But she was confused.
Mum was behaving totally different.
And she'd just come from Mr G. Had he just fucked her, like Andi had been fucked? If yes, then it was a good thing judging by the results. And probably about time. Knowing how much a good fuck and blow job had set Andi up and released her to be a new person, a woman. Mum must surely have needed the same?
Smiling happily now that Mum seemed a bit better, Andi skipped her way to Mr G's door and let herself in.
"Slut's home!" she called nice and loud as she closed the door.
"Oh sir, I have so much to tell you!" Andi gushed, first pulling out the strips of pills and the prescription for more, and then launching into a detailed account of how she'd got them, adding in her personal cum guzzling goal.
There was no showing-off, simply an innocent excitement at a task achieved, a delight in her success, a hope and wish to make Mr G proud of her, a desperate desire to fulfil her role as Mr G's slut.
"So did I do ok, sir? Am I a good girl? A good slut?"
She looked into his eyes, awaiting his verdict.
Mum was behaving totally different.
And she'd just come from Mr G. Had he just fucked her, like Andi had been fucked? If yes, then it was a good thing judging by the results. And probably about time. Knowing how much a good fuck and blow job had set Andi up and released her to be a new person, a woman. Mum must surely have needed the same?
Smiling happily now that Mum seemed a bit better, Andi skipped her way to Mr G's door and let herself in.
"Slut's home!" she called nice and loud as she closed the door.
"Oh sir, I have so much to tell you!" Andi gushed, first pulling out the strips of pills and the prescription for more, and then launching into a detailed account of how she'd got them, adding in her personal cum guzzling goal.
There was no showing-off, simply an innocent excitement at a task achieved, a delight in her success, a hope and wish to make Mr G proud of her, a desperate desire to fulfil her role as Mr G's slut.
"So did I do ok, sir? Am I a good girl? A good slut?"
She looked into his eyes, awaiting his verdict.