I wanted to know she was ok, but she had made it crystal clear I was in charge and she wanted to be used and abused so I kept going, pushing in an inc... or two, then giving her time to stretch around my cock. Finally I hit bottom with my balls pushed hard against her drooling cunt flaps.“Oh my God Honey you are huge! This so fucking good, you are deep in your slut’s shit-hole. **** your mom’s arse please and don’t pull out when you cum, I want to feel you pump you juice in me. Fill my shitter. .I read the text message from my wife and put back the phone in my pocket. Aaron was her son. After living with his father for a few years when he was a teenager, he came back to his mom’s at the beginning of the summer, as we were living closer to his college.I never had children with my first wife, so kids were not my specialty. Well, he was eighteen, so not really a kid anymore, but still, we barely talked since he was there. I didn't want to be this kind of father-in-law, an old asshole who. About the same time Abi came our of her shell a bit more, wearing pyjamas around the house as opposed to getting dressed, she always wore a bra etc under them so didn't give much away. Then when she was more at home she went to wearing little nightshirts or shorts and vest tops. The underwear underneath soon went and she told me one morning she felt more at home here than her parents house. On several occasions I got a glimpse of her tits and her nipples seemed to be poking out all the time.. “Well maybe you could put her over your knee and spank her arse! I’m kidding but I’m sure she would enjoy it. Anyway you need to get going bucko!”Danny said his goodbyes and went to the apartments.Tommy had come over and joined the two other men as they got a drink and took a seat on the comfy chairs that surrounded the restaurant area.“Jon, do you mind if point something out that concerns me?” Jim said.“Of course, Jim.” Jon responded.“It concerns the ankle chain you bought Beth, thank you for.