I pushed my knob against her bumhole.It forced its way inside.“Oh fuck John, please. Not in there. Please don’t do me in there.”I withdrew for a...few seconds, but seeing her arsehole gaping in front of me, somehow calling to me to use it; I replaced my bell end at the entrance to her rectum.I pushed harder, watching as my purple dome slipped inside her.“Oh shit John, PLEASE don’t do it.”Two more inches of my now steel hard dick forced its way into her.“Fuck John PLEASE, Oh Fuck John”I withdrew. The pleasure mixed with her weight on top of me had me in complete submission. It was hard to move and lift myself up in response to the anal sensations. When I raised my head and back up, she pushed it back down into the bed. I was her bitch, and nothing could have been hotter. She knew what to do and how to do it as she forced my back and head into the bed with every stroke. After a few more minutes in that position, Cindy and I stopped to get more lube and switch positions. I got up and it. ”Diane blushed, and said, “Does it show that much? Does everyone else know? Is my mom going to snap and realize we are in love?” She asked.“I just happen to be good at reading how you look at dad and how he looks at you. It’s clear as can be to ME that you guys are head over heels, but Karen and Judy can’t see past their own tits right now because they are so eager to have daddy playing with their boobs. I guess we better do something to distract your mom. What do you think, a punk boyfriend, a. .. so please don't call me again tonight, okay?" Ah... sure, Steve. I'm sorry, I didn't even notice how late it was, son... get some sleep and have a good day tomorrow, all right?" I will, Lloyd. Thanks. Goodnight."He was exhausted but couldn't sleep. "Overreacting." The word had gotten a lot of use lately. After rolling around restlessly in the bed for thirty minutes, Steve got up and padded down the hall to the study. He got online and brought up his email program.Overreacting? He knew what.