He asked me to go with him to somewhere quieter. There was some pretext, but I can't remember what. I had never even snogged Brian before, not even a... Christmas when I snogged more or lesseveryone. I guess he must have fancied me. I did not at the time dress to draw attentionto myself, always Levis and a sweatshirt or "grandad" shirt, fairly shapeless stuff really Brian took me into an area where evidently someone lived and slept, it was clean enough,considering, and smelt okay. He came in. I loved the way it felt. I moaned and he fucked my ass harder. I stood up on all fours so he could get a better angle. He sped up now. He moaned and then I could feel him unload in my ass. It felt so great. He pulled out and I flipped over. He slid his cock into my pussy another time. I set my foot on his shoulder and he hammered my pussy. I squeezed my tits and arched my back. As my foot slid off his shoulder he came down closer to me. He continued to hammer my pussy and he started to kiss me.. You probably would have doing the same to Anne and I if we had stayed." Pat said. Anne reached back into the bag and pulled out two lumps of skin. They resembled breasts, and each had a realistic nipple. Al slathered a generous amount of glue along the back of each. "But I really don't blame you for that," Pat continued, "after all, you're a man. Men don't know any better. And the reason is, you never had to walk a mile in our shoes. But that's about to change." At that moment, Anne. He's still in denial and not sure if his mom's on to his foot fetish yet, so he carefully snuck a few sniffs while the magazine was blocking her view. They smelled like heaven ! And her dangling was waving the smell around, his cock got hard instantly, with a armrest and a magazine in the way, he pulled his shorts aside and out popped his boner, he slowly stroked it as he stared at his mom's feet, breathing thru his nose to enjoy the scent. She slouched down in her chair and slid her legs on.