‘You scared me out of my wits just then! That was so mean!’ She threw a soft punch at my arm. I laughed at her and she poked her tongue out at me....‘I will get you back you know. You won’t know when, but it will be when you least expect it!’ ‘Oh, I am so scared.’ She pushed me playfully. ‘Well you should be.’ ~~~~0000~~~~ We were having good flirtatious fun that was harmless, but every now and then our games went a bit too far. Shit, someone has stolen my bike! I thought to myself as I entered. They had used pillows to split the bed into two, but by the time they had finished, the pillows had begun to look like a barricade."Are you sure?" he asked, totally fed up with himself for getting it all so wrong."Yes," she told, squeezing his arm reassuringly."Now come on, I'm starved. Let's get unpacked, and then get some lunch," she added, more brightly than she felt, but wanting to cheer her Dad up.An hour later, they were sat in the warm spring sunshine, outside a cosy café towards the top. His cock head spreaded my tight ass and he said that it felt so good.I took all of his long hard cock into my ass and once I became accustomed to having it full buried, I started riding back and forth.He had a smile on his face as I rode him and after a while I stopped and got off and laid on my back with my legs in the air. My lover moved in between them and he slowly entered his long cock into my ass again and started to fuck me anally. He thrusted back and forth not to hard but deep that all. So Cindy was all heartbroken and started to cry and fled to her room in the noisy basement. Her family was all smiling and followed her, and saw the two gowns Cindy had worked on for the last two months. The stepmother knew she had to do something to stop Cindy's dream of attending the party, so she picked up a pair of scissors she found in the room and cut up the first gown. Yes, that stepmother was a very bad person.Cindy was crying on her bed with her head in the pillow, and heard the sound.