I felt my buttocks fully separate and I knew my little anus was now totally vulnerable. Actually knowing what was going to enter me in a moment was bo...h more terrifying and exciting and I trembled as he positioned his massive body above me. The plumb sized knob touched my quivering anus and started pressing. At first my body resisted then I felt myself starting to stretch around it. I remembered to breath and gulped a bunch of air. As I slowly exhaled my body relaxed and the guy’s penis. Mr. Smith blamed Mrs. Smith for making the boys sissies as he called them but they would not get a divorce since they were both Catholic. I enjoyed working for Mr. Smith since I learned a lot about houses and business but I especially enjoyed working for Mrs. Smith. Mrs. Smith was a rather large woman I would guess she weighed about 250 and she had a very magnificent pair of tits 44DD, I knew because I peeked at the label on one of her bras that was hanging on the clothes line. When Mrs. Smith. One day Bob and I were at school and when we got home Mom was dead, laying on her bed. Next to her were some kind of drugs. Her name wasn't even on the bottle.We called the police and they sent a crime scene specialist for fingerprints and anything else they might find. They ruled it as a drug overdose and possible suicide. Bob and I cried and went to see Dad.When he heard the story he had tears in his eyes. It was the first time we ever saw our Dad cry. He told us that Marsha was too. The dust created by sanding filled the air. He said, “That’s amazing.”The sheets of sandpaper inched across the building working their way left to right and top to bottom. The 80 grit sandpaper worked an area about two feet ahead of the 120 grit sandpaper.He watched them get through about two passes before his lack of sleep finally caught up to him. He crossed his arms on the table and laid his head down. A few minutes later he was sound asleep.Sean woke to the sensation of someone poking a.