How wrong can a lad be, pride comes before a fall they say! Mom at tea-time had filled my glass (and I later suspected her own) with juice, not once ...ut twice so by the time I wandered into our bathroom, I needed a pee quit badly. To my surprise she was sat naked on the closed toilet lid, the bath had only about 6inch or more of hot water in it, no doubt to warm the huge old cast iron roll-top bath of those days, dad had recycled ours from a bombed local manor house and it was a huge clumsy. "Ryan you're next," laughed Summer, "You didn't think we would forget you did you?"Ryan sighed and stepped forward. Summer knelt before him and started to apply the depilation salve to his groin area and balls. "Should we leave a triangular patch on you too?" Summer asked and as she looked up her eyes twinkled with devilment.Ryan placed his hands on either side of Summer's head and pulled her to her feet. "Don't you dare young lady," he said and then chuckling kissed her.Neona, kneeling on one. About time I found an ass whore! I stood up to get out of the tub, but before I could step out she grabbed my hips, turn me around and started to worship my ass. She took awhile before she circle in on my asshole and them dove in with such abandon that you would think that my asshole was fucking cookie dough ice cream. It was fucking exciting for someone not accustom to such attention and when she started to insert one, then two fingers inside, I squirmed in excitement. She made sure I looked. Cris is calling to her in a low, whispering voice. “Kitty, my air conditioner is broken. Can I sleep with you?” At the sound of Cris’s voice Kitty turns almost rigid in bed she is so nervous. She is afraid to answer. She is afraid of her own desires, her own needs, her own fantasies. Cris walks over towards the bed in her light blue nightie. To Kitty, in the dim light, Cris seems like a vision, like one of the girls from her naughty dreams. Cris hears no reply. Cris whispers again very, very.