“Yeah, Frank’s friends are cheering up,” Marry said, as I followed her into the house. Holding my bags in both hands, Frank followed me, checkin... out my big ass in my blue dress. “Frank, take Marry to the guest room and make sure she's got everything she needs,” Marry said, as she got busy in attending the guests. Frank took me to the guest room. As we entered in the guest room, Frank put down the bags on the floor and hugged me from behind. I was expecting something like this so I didn’t get. The expression on her pretty round face was a teasing smile. I stroked my cock through my pants involuntarily. Millie giggled. "It took 20 minutes to get that shot right," she said. "Open it!" I did. The Table of Contents featured a quarter-page shot of Millie with a big 45 in the bottom corner, the page number where her feature could be found. The picture was--remarkable.The top half of the shot showed Millie looking down between her enormous tits, her innocent, wide-eyed baby face framed. I pulled the thong aside forcefully to expose my hole and held the buttplug up on the couch. I carefully and slowly sat down on it. The tip of it tickled my hole and slowly it pushed in, sliding with ease, gently stretching my hole open. "oh yeah" I moan silently as I felt slide all the way smoothly and gently as my ass was resting on the leathery surface of the couch. My heart was beating hard with excitement as the small buttplug brought delightful sensations in my boyhole. My brain was in a. I stroked the brush over my clit, legs spread wide. It felt so good, I turned the hairbrush around, and slid the handle into my eager pussy. It was exhilarating, and the thought of being watched drove my crazy. I pumped the brush handle in and out, faster and faster, until my body spasmed with an orgasm so strong, I had never felt anything like it before.Not wanting to put on the same sweaty outfit, I wrapped myself in my towel and went back to the guest room to change. There was Uncle Clyde.