I walk back overto my tied-down son and position myself right behind his ass.Me: I need you to beg.Him: Mommy please fuck me! Fuck me please!Me: Again...Him: Fuck my ass! Peg me mommy!With that, I slam my dildo into his tight boy-pussy. He lets out aslight grunt, but otherwise remains silent. He has gotten used to thisdildo -I must have pegged him a dozen times with it. I rhythmically movemy strap-on in and out. As I thrust, I can feel my son move against hisrestraints to meet it. He is enjoying. But being a guy I enjoyed that feeling and fear of not getting chance again , so I slowed down the stroke rate of my penis , rest work was done by my precum for lubrication, but I remember her vagina was that much wet that my penis was sometimes slipping either up on her Clitoris or down suddenly with a … Puuccccchhhaakkk!!! Sound. Accidental rubbing in between the Clitoris excited her and she used to kiss me hard sucking, I would simply put my hands down her shoulder and try to push myself up. I turned to see the kids running for the stairs with the mini dragons chasing them. Sam was chasing them too and laughing as Tim counted slowly. Adelia was shaking her head as she headed towards the kitchen. I grinned and turned to the door to answer a knock. It didn’t take long but I ended up with more people than I expected. The duke brought Sam’s mother and James, Ali, Catherine and Amanda. The Sheriff brought his wife and two ten year old sons. Henry brought a shy girl of twelve or. Wendy's confession about her itchy anus had encouraged me to confide my love of women's arses and in particular, rimming. Wendy said there's nothing wrong with anal sex and rimming and that she found the idea of having her arsehole licked naughty and exciting.Wendy also said she would like to come and meet me and take me for a meal as a Thank You for all the help I had been to her through her troubles. I said that I didn't need a thank you and was glad to be of what little help I could. Indeed.