I was just going to read for a few minutes before turning in anyway, so I lay down on my stomach on my bed, propping my self up by my elbows and boobs...to read.I heard my door open and Adam was there, arms folded, holding something, wearing a t-shirt and boxers ... I wanted to cover myself up more, but I couldn't moved without my shirt raising up over my ass (I'm pretty sure the bottom of my cheeks were exposed anyway. Also, I was laying on my still sore dick, and I decided that I would rather. You feel me tighten on you as I swing my arms around you and start to kiss and lick your neck. Up to your ears, wetting them and blowing softly into them. We enjoy each other this way for a while, and then you can’t hold back anymore, and cum deep and hard into me. I echo your moans of pleasure with my own.We just sit, you holding me close to you as we recover from what just happened. You then lift me off you, step me into my diaper and pull it up on me. Both of our cum drips out into the folds. He picked up one of the small patio tables, and Helen nearly swooned when he flexed his muscles – obviously overdoing it for her benefit. He carried it over, placed it beneath the door, and then offered her a hand to steady her as she descended. “Thank you,” Helen said once she reached the ground. “No problem,” he said with a wide grin, his gaze straight down her cleavage. Helen placed the basket on the ground, and took her time hanging up the clothing. She bent instead of squatting to pull. She knew that if his thumb could cause her that much pain, his big cock was going to tear her ass apart.Mike's big thumb gouged and dug into her little puckered asshole. It tore at her ass-flesh, pushing and wiggling. She gasped with the sharp, sudden pain as his big, hard thumb buried itself deep inside her moist asshole."Ohhh, it hurts soooo much, Daddy!" she cried.Mike just grinned and wiggled his thumb up inside her hot, slick shit-chute, pressing it into her soft but firm ass-muscles. He.