His hands were gripping my hips, pushing hard against my anal ring, finally the head popped in and I screamed out in pain. The burning sensation of ha...ing my asshole ripped open by his cock was excruciating, slowly he began moving behind me pushing his cock further in. Tears sprang to life in my eyes not yet falling. Once he was finally in me fully he held himself in there for a while, one of his hands moving to stroke my back gently. The gentleness of his touch scared me and the tears fell. Her warm flesh and then her hands guided her pants down her legs leaving her only covered by a small piece of fabric soaked in her juices. Her hands having removed her clothes then moved to by body and lifted my shirt of followed by my pants and then my underwear. "Why don't you finish undressing me?" I don't think my heart had ever beaten so fast. As my hands got closer and closer to touching the only drenched piece of fabric that separated her body from the air my heart beat faster and. I could tell she was not pleased....what could I say... i was in her bedroom with all her knickers laid out on the bed,and prior to hearing her voice ,had a raging hard on...which had rapidly disappeared.!!!. I stammered and tried to think of an excuse..but there really couldn't be one for the scene shes just walked into....I turned around and said "im sorry...its just "but there could be no answer to her question..."I wondered who was looking in my stuff..thought it was maybe my grandson " she. ..pounding down around it, then dragging her channel of pleasure up with it, feeling the filling. Needing the filling. Living for the filled sensation of cock in her body. Yet taking more cock...simply because there were two.It was like her pussy could never be satisfied...milk one cock...now she was enjoying milking a second. Was it right? It felt good...therefore it was right for her. Excess was good.The two Glebe seniors weren’t complaining. Rochelle bent forward over Jarryn. She let her.