As I removed my fingers she heard and felt me spit into her ass hole. Kayla felt the head of my cock push against her anus and she braced herself for ...he brutal pain she would be forced to endure. "No, AAAAGGGG, not there, it hurts so bad, please don't, AAAAGGGHHHH", she cried as my cock began the painful journey up her ass. It felt like a ball bat was being forced into her ass. Instinctively she clenched her muscles. "Better relax" I laughed "Its going in, one way or the other, but it will. Fielding from an oppressively dull conversation with an obnoxious, drunken bore and the two of them had spent the rest of the evening in a corner together, making sarcastic comments about the attire and behaviour of other guests. Old man Fielding had fallen for the "Us versus Them" false camaraderie and instantly jumped to the conclusion that Ms. Ursula Beckett was "his kind of a woman" and someone to be trusted.The next week, Ms. Beckett showed up at S&F as special adviser to the company. On certain days she would leave the girls home alone while I would unlock the basement door so they could come over whenever they felt like it. I worked hard the next few days to control myself. Katie and Kelly came over. Sometimes they visited when Kim was home as well. It was after ten I was letting Katie and Kelly go home I watched them leave. Their mother watched them walk up stairs. We talked for a few minutes before she moved close to me. She ran a hand up and down my crotch. “I think you. Right?I logged into the account I had set up to order the slip on my drunkendiscovery night, and squeaked as I realized I was shaving off a lot ofmoney because of a current sale. That was all the incentive I needed, Ihit purchase and moved on... They would likely have to ship a packingcontainer to get it all to me.Next, Amazon!I jumped over to the next window and began typing into the search bar.As well as dressing up at night, I had gotten into the habit of taking acouple pics and posting them.