His mother had promised. Promised. David had to hide for a while, she'd said. David had done some bad things, she'd said. And if Frank found out, she'... said, then Frank would go away and never come back. If Frank found out, she'd said, he'd tell someone and Oliver wouldn't have a family anymore. Of course, she'd made a point to also say that Frank wouldn't have done that because he was a bad person, but because like many people, he could get a little confused about what was right and what was. I slowly pulled down my shorts and boxers . Cock hitting me in the stomach it was so hard . And carefully inched forward on the mattress. I spit on my fingers and rubbed it on the head of my shaft . Aiming it downwards. Raking it up and down between her lips . Poking and proding . Pushing forward and then back . My inexperience showing as it took me a solid 30 seconds or more before I actually found the hole. But I'll never forget the moment I did . After many unsuccessful attempts . I pushed. Remember when Brutus hears about the death of Portia? What does he say? Something like ‘Ah, Portia, Portia. In meditating on this moment, now I can bear it, now the hour has come... ‘ So, Ellie, I need to know so I can rest easily, when are you and Freddie taking your leave?”“We are going tomorrow, like Harry.”“Not as Ellie and Freddie Clegg?”“No, of course not. Freddie has had this planned for several years. We will be...”“Don’t tell me, Ellie. I don’t want to know. If I don’t know, I can’t. "You have a hot little ass, you know that, baby? Your ass feels hot."She wormed her finger into the crack of her son's ass. Billy moaned with unexpected pleasure. Donna's eyes sparkled hotly up at him as she rubbed about his puckered asshole, feeling his cock growing along her cheek. Dipping her fingers between his thighs from behind, she tickled his precious balls for a moment' then drew her finger back to his asshole. She rubbed, pressuring slightly, watching his face for reaction What she.