Michael was moving above me, but the first I knew what he was doing was when the tip of his dick bumped my clit. I jumped in shock, but Michael held m... down. He tempted me, rubbing the head of his cock around my opening, pressing against my lips and clit, getting covered in my fluids, but he refused to enter. I was close, so close, but he played with me, playing with my cunt without getting me any closer to finishing. “Please Michael, please, just put it in, just stick it in me, please, please. He knows my favorites, he knows my comforts. I know less about myself than he does. I eat the porridge hungrily, and drink as much of the water as I can, even though I sometimes worry because I don’t know how many calories flavored water has. But not eating it all, or drinking it all, would be an insult to his efforts. I’m so extremely privileged to be so cared for, and I need to trust that he will always give me the right amount, and if I did eat too much … He would probably have something. "Okay, before you start," I stated, "I think we can forget most of what your mother just told us. Yes?"Josie looked at me in amazement, hardly believing what she had just heard. I smiled at her reaction."Look, you are here as a guest, and family, not as some kind of prisoner," I went on, "I want you, us, to enjoy your visit, and yes, there will be rules and limits, but not enough to stop us having fun. Clear?" Oh yes, thank you, Aunt Marie," she replied, "I thought this was going to be a. Once he had the head of his cock inside her, he paused to let her body adjust. "Oh god," she gasped. "It feels so good." "So good, baby." Mitch moaned. Bre started rocking her hips, feeling Mitch's cock as it slid in inch by inch. The feeling was unlike anything she had ever experienced. She had always been afraid of having anal sex. One of her friends had tried it and told her how badly it hurt. At this moment though, Bre was feeling nothing but pure carnal pleasure. His cock stretched her.