The white jizz started boiling up in his swinging balls, packing down in that center tube. Annette instinctively knew he was getting ready to explode....She shivered up against the ropes. David yanked at them every now and then to let her know she was still his captive.David's hands pulled at her ass, slapping her asscheeks. Wild with excitement, he used his left forefinger and stuck it deep in her asshole.Annette's face registered the wild surprise she felt. He was fucking her shitter with his. My early college career had no such luck. The shower scheduling and busy workload meant there was no salacious sex fantasies to live out. Not until Triple B came along. Damn it, look at me using Ashton’s stupid name, her real name is Aubrey. I found that out after she ended up in my shower stall and we banged each other’s brains out. If you haven’t heard that story I recommend you go find it, it’s a doozy.Anyway, I’m not one to kiss and tell so I kept it to myself the past few days and have. "Good," she said. "Very, very good. I loved Aunt Betty and I reckon I'm going to love Aunt Becca too." Don't you dare!" Love you?" Mischief filled her face."No! Call me Aunt or Aunty. I told you about Isobel." Very well, Aunty Becca." Grrr!"They all helped clear away and wash up before taking their coffee through to the sitting room. Mary was feeling a lot better but the anxiety and pain were not far below the surface. The girls sat on the sofa once more."Now then, Bec ... Mary, my dear, your. "And like what time could this happen," I said. "12:00 midnight," Jeremy said. Just then Amy walked into the den with my wife Mary and we shut the lid of the laptop."What cha all doing?" Amy said. "Oh, just learning about the computer," said Jeremy.On December 26th (the night of our conversation), my wife was fast asleep by 11:30. I tiptoed out of room and headed up the hallway to the master. The door was ajar and yes, Jeremy was sitting on the edge of the bed and Amy was giving him head with.