“Oh you bugger...take my arse...fill my arse now” my daughter-in-law beseeching me.You have to give pleading lasses what they want. Don’t we lov... it when they ask for it: up their butthole? I did the prodding pushes around her sweet tight crack. My cock head delighted by her restrictive pressure. All Tennille could do was loudly moan. I fleeting thought again how lucky Shane was to enjoy such a tight arse on a regular basis before I was lost in cock paradise. I was in. Her butthole was holding. And I wasn't even trying to stop it. In fact, I still had a raging hard-on in anticipation of what was about to happen.We walked through the lobby with me trailing and with them both aggtessively groping Cathy. It was beyond obvious what was going on and I was totally humiliated, yet turned on like crazy at the same time. I was even more humiliated when the man at the front desk gave me a look and shook his head in disbelief at my situation.As soon as we got into the elevator, they made Cathy. Aisa pahale toh kabhi nahi hua tha. Par maine uspe zyada dhyan nahi diya. Mujhe laga ki shayad sote samay gown dhila hoke khisak gya hoga. Mai uthi aur naaha ke apne kaam me lag gayi. Maine Varun ke liya nashta banaya. Nashta karke woh college chala gya. Shaam ko jab woh wapas aaya, toh humne thodi baat ki aur fir raat ko Khana kha ke sone chale gaye.Agle din, jab mai jagi, toh maine phir se wahi cheez dekhi. Iss baar meri dono breast bahar thi. Mujhe kuch samajh me nahi aa rha tha. Kuch toh ho. Usually near the end so he could look at the people living and loving their lives as he once did. He remembered the butterflies in his stomach and the anticipation he used to have for the ‘hunt’ when he was their age. He enjoyed picking his prey and culling her from the herd for the eventual trip back to his room. He never failed. Never. But that was a different Jake. A younger Jake. This Jake was just a shell of what he once was. The butterflies left him long ago and the hunt has been replaced.