Rosemary looked at hers and compared its size with the thing still sticking up from the stool. She was sure it would fit without a problem, except she...was too sore to want to do it. She then considered the nozzles in the bathroom, the ones that Matron pushed into their bottoms each morning to ensure they were clean and Godly. The soldier may have been slightly larger, but it wasn't so long, so perhaps that made a difference?"Shall we do Mister David first?" Alice asked with a teasing grin. The. The bar was beneath his knees, and Judy’s breath picked up. She saw his cock and balls below the bar, and the split of his ass.Tony swung his ass back and forth, holding onto the bar with his hands. His ass swung, and his cock began to swell.“Oh, nice!” she whispered, stepping into the garage. “I bet you could fuck my face that way, Tony.”“Yeah, Mother,” he grinned. “Why do you think I climbed up here?”“Oh, is that right?” she purred, close to him. She wrapped her hand about his cock, her other. Come Again?I didn't see Sheila that day, or the next, or even the next. Finally, about a week later, the "absent" Sheila emerged back into her yard to do some mowing and light weeding. She was dressed in a diferent old work shirt...pink...and distinctly new tiny shorts...green. I eagerly stopped on my first pass on the bike trail by her house."Well, well, well! It's about time! Hi sexy Sheila! What's up?"Sheila kept on weeding the grass between her widely splayed knees."Hahaha! Hi Sheila! How. .............................Life went on in Cockington as always . Boring as hell and twice as shitty.Nothing ever happened in Cocking ton ,everyone knew that.It was Sunday evening and Harriet and Hermoine had packed small brown suitcases with the bare necessities of life.“Why if fuck did we do that” said Hermoine.“I have not a fucking clue” replied Harriet.Hermoine was sleeping over again and the girls were eager to start licking each other out and Harriet had even “borrowed” her mums huge.