“where are you?” she called, “have you fallen in there?”I froze, what could I do? This woman, so friendly and kind, and so alluring, was goin... to expect an answer to that. I couldn't speak as she tried the bathroom door, and of course it opened. “where are you?” she asked, in a strange voice. My heart sank as she walked into her bedroom. She didn't notice me at first, but as she turned to walk out her eyes widened. Her was her son's sixteen year old mate, stood in her bedroom with his. So, with my fingers nicely lubricated I started playing with lovely crinkly fat arse sticking one and then two fingers up her shit hole. And to my surprise yet again, she started fingering my butt hole. ‘Oh Ron, this is so nice – now that your dickie is nice and hard, I want you go all the way up my bum’. Getting up she put two pillows in the middle of the bed and laid down on them which pushed her lovely hairy arse up in a classic, fuck me position. Starting slowly, I kissed her lovely fat. Lisa's only audible reaction was 'ooohhhs' and 'Aarrhhs'. This was far better than I’d seen on the net. I’s been intrigued and aroused by her confession that she was up for ‘a thrashing’ and she really was. At first I loved the sound of the branches smacking her flesh. Lisa's bum was facing my direction and I could see her soft white cheeks of her arse quivering at each stroke. Then I saw the redness rise and as they changed for new branches and an increased the severity again, welts began to. I used to tip-toe around but ever since I broke a glass once and got it cleaned up without her waking, I don't even bother. Her bedroom has one of the security lights outside shining in so I can see just as if it were daylight. She sleeps through me moving the sheet and lifting her nightgown. She wears granny panties, which I find incredibly hot. I usually wack off on them and then find a towel in the hamper to wipe it off with. Then, I move the panties and let my eyes feast on the hairy,.