” Helen stood on tip-toes and kissed his lips, briefly but firmly. “Not a chance,” she said and pointed at the blanket. “You lay down there o... your back and we’ll get started. First, though, a drink of water.” She fished a plastic bottle out of a cooler in the picnic basket and they both savoured the cold liquid swilling around dry mouths and cooling parched throats. Laying down, Ray’s cock rested on his stomach, long enough to almost reach his navel. Helen, facing his feet, stood astride. Now fully erect cock was slamming through my asshole deep into my rectum. I am too busy gasping for air while at the same time sobbing in defeat. Not only I am wrecked mentally but my body has given in as well. There was no point clenching anymore. So now to lessen the pain my body is doing its best to relax. My ass is its plaything and there is nothing else to do than wait that its done. But when I gave in and relaxed, I felt unexpected sensation to replace the fighting spirit. At every. She remembered a female officer giving her a cup of cocoa, but nothing else was distinctive until she was alone, sitting in the room she now shared with her distant cousin. She couldn’t seem to cry, not at the funeral, and not now. Every night she had woken, drenched in sweat, to the sight of her mother’s lifeless body. But there were never any tears, and she wondered if she’d ever be able to cry again. A year later, she’d returned to her hometown, a different house this time, but the same. Just too many years without something this size in me. Yep, too fucking big." Huh? But Dad, he ..." Oh baby, you get your gift from MY Dad for sure!" she laughed almost to herself."Mom, surely you can try to get on." No, final answer. Stop asking!"She continued to pump my cock with her hands, determined to make me cum and then I remembered the remote control and turned it on, again."Uh, no-no, you shouldn't do that! Mmmm, it is so intense, though. Nice try ..." I increased the speed, "Oh.