Robyn was gathering her supplies when a thin, exceedingly ugly man approached her. She had seen him before but not recently. “I hear that you have a...cure for cock burners,” he said in a low-pitched voice.“I have a treatment, not a cure,” Robyn answered, looking up from her seat.Stepping back, the man pulled his sword and threatened, “Hastert wants it. I’ll take it...”Whatever he might have added failed as his sword wielding hand was lopped off by the downward sweep of Miriam’s sword. Les. She put them on and looked at the gigantic, plushanimal. "How's this."He nodded and patted her shoulder with his big paws, before moving on tothe next table."He's right," Marilyn smiled as she nibbled her toast. "No one couldrecognize you, now." Not even Bruce," Bebe teased."Bruce?" Eileen asked. "Who's Bruce?" Bruce," Marilyn said with playful frustration, "is my oldest daughter'snew flame, who, it would seem, she kept a secret from me until I arrivedyesterday. I still haven't met him, yet.". There was no lube, spit, or prep to work her up to having a cock shoved in her tight asshole. I was a first-timer at this and god damn it, when I’m told to fuck my girls ass, I do it. She propped herself up in a modified doggy position with one leg up on the bench seat and one on the floorboard while I shoved it into her ass. It felt so damn good. Tighter than her pussy, but not as lubricated, it felt great, naughty, and based on the amount of friction and the grip her asshole had on my cock,. . you... cum..."“Quinn, Quinn, Quinn…” She gasped and begged and repeated, his name bursting from her lips in time with his thrusts.She looked so damn good, with her body arched and her breasts heaving and her eyes wild and unfocused as he plowed into her. So good, in fact, that he tried looking away in an effort to last longer. But his name dripped from her lips like honey as she begged him to fuck her, to keep fucking her, and her thighs were smooth against his stomach and fucking hell she.