Whatever it was she didn't like where thiswas headed, but with that thing positioned underneath her there was noway she could sit back down to prevent...whatever it was for. Sitting downwould only force it straight up her butt.Straight up her butt faster that is, with the pressure starting to mountit looked that those were the exact intentions of whoever was with her inthe room. At first her sphincter gave way allowing a relatively smallangled head to pop in. The thing became wider and wider. What do you think?” “Uh… well, it feels wonderful Mrs. Arnold, but…”“Please, Bradley, call me ‘Liz.’ Or ‘Mom,’ if you’recomfortable with that.” She started concentrating on mylegs again. She spread my legs apart and worked theinsides of my thighs, up and down with littlepetrissage movements. As her hands moved up my innerthigh, I felt her fingers brush against my scrotum. Ohmy God, she could see my balls!“Mrs. Arnold,. ..If I was going down for impropriety with my daughter –in-law: at least it would be memorable.There are young married women who remain content whatever their sex life and there are young married women who need sex and crave sex. Tennille was a married slut.“Oh yeah...Mmm...You dirty old bastard...now you’ve started, don’t you dare stop” moaned Tennille. I couldn’t have stopped anyway. Man oh man was her arse good under my fingers. I’m talking her flesh here. God her jeans and panties were just. The she remembered the words Master and Lottery win and her world came crashing down. Belinda broke down in to tears. Finally recovering her compsure Belinda let her self out of the room and went looking for Peter and Pippa.As she approached Pippa's bedroom door she heard a familar sound. "That's right you fucking slut suck my cock good and hard as your ass is going to suffer today." Belinda stopped and her heart sank then her knees gave way and she was on the floor crying again. Only to her.