The weird red obelisk was not where he'd last seen it,and that sent him into a hyperventilating panic until he'd realized itwas probably swept up with...the rest of the trash and shoved into alleysawaiting pickup.That's why evening found him huffing and jiggling, smeared with greaseand sweat, elbow deep in piles of backalley garbage. Fortunately, hissense of smell didn't seem to be what it used to. The whole experiencewas a lot less objectionable than he'd have anticipated.His chubby fist closed. It was my pleasure and privilege, as time went by, to assist them both to a reasonable standard of comfort, and to enable my mother to stay in her own home until the day she died. So it transpired that a few months after my father died, I found myself lodging in Great Wigston, with a family much like my own, and attending the Wyggeston grammar School. I had a struggle to catch up with my form-mates, but I worked hard and had an excellent, retentive memory, so that even the dreaded Latin became. She lubed that cock up and started pounding my ass. I could not hold still and kept moaning and moaning, she had no remorse. I took a pounding before she pulled it out, grabbed me by the hair and told me to lay on my stomach on her bed. Before I knew it she was fucking me again in a new position. We only did this position a few more times in our relationship but it was awesome. Before too long she then wanted me to ride the cock. We had talked about this leading up to actually doing it. ‘Trish I think this is for you,’ Mickie says with a smile throwing her the big strap on. Trish ties it round her waist then stands up as Mickie gets on all 4’s sticking her ass up. ‘You want this big cock in your ass Mickie,’ Trish asks while stroking the diva’s butt. ‘Please Trish I need your big plastic dick in my ass,’ Mickie begs with Trish who puts the head of the strap on right next to Mickie’s asshole. Trish pushes in hard to Mickie’s unlubed ass making the diva scream out loud as the.