"You were wearing a butt plug?" I asked."Yes, Father. I wear a butt plug often," she said, as she reached backand pulled my cock under her skirt. She ...uided it to her wet hole.A light push and my cock went deep into her hole. I felt her tremble andthen she squeaked.I began to move my cock in and out. She squeaked two more times in thefirst minute. Then she began to moan. I picked up the pace. She squeakedagain.She was slamming herself back into me. I was holding her hips. We werereally fucking. It was Saturday night and we were trying to think of something to do, we had spent Friday night watching DVD’s and playing games so we were running out of things to do, after a while the conversation got round to guys, and it turned out none of us had seen a guys penis for real other than little kids on the beach, so we decided that we would make it our mission to get a guy to show us his dick, the question was who? The possible answer was not far away! Zoe’s brother! He was a hot guy of 16. My mouth salivates as you press your butt against a rung, trapping your skirt against the rough wood. You keep lowering your body and your skirt just rides up against your smooth skin, bringing your pussy completely naked to rest in front of my mouth as your feet spread out on the next rung on your way down. You feel my breath, hot against your wet clit and your fingers grip the ladder sides tightly, bracing for the moment that you feel the ridges and tip of my tongue lick at your sex. You feel. Her asshole grasped his finger and a new sensation swept her to nirvana. She came, again, and again and again. Lyle's mouth was like syrupy wonder to Dolly's cunt. It went in her vaginal opening, it went to her labial lips, it went to her clit, it went to her asshole, It was everywhere, it was no where.Rob, who had cum in his pants just watching, could hardly believe his eyes as his darling wife of fifteen years reveled in the rape that was transporting her unknown heights. Dolly was now.