She felt so dirty, the same way she did when thinking of swallowing Anthony's cum. All of her conservative principals were being challenged by what sh... has started to become, maybe she was a whore, maybe she was what everyone thought she was, 2,000 people couldn't be wrong could they? She dried her body and went straight to sleep, it was past her bedtime and she had to be up, she fell asleep the minute her head hit the pillow. She awoke the next morning, looking in the wardrobe for her Friday. ..Who are you calling, Auntie Evie?" I asked with a tremor in myvoice."That's not your concern right now, Dale! I guess I should call you Dawn.That is what you told Patti your name was the other night, isn't it? Justsit there and enjoy your wine! Better yet, go pour some for Laurie andme... please. And while you're at it, pour another glass for yourself.You're gonna need it!" Even though she was smiling warmly, it wasn'treally a request.As I rose to do as she asked, I modestly held down the hem. I will even go as far to say it was a sore subject. Dunno, maybe I should not have called my dog, ‘Sex!’ Little did I know then what an embarrassment it would be for my wife and I. Like when I went to the post office, in those days you needed a licence to keep a dog. The lady behind the counter was nice, she called me, Sir! ‘Yes? What can I do for you, Sir?’ she said. ‘I would like a licence for Sex please.’ She seemed quite genuine when she asked, ‘Are you legally married? Is your wife over. Last chance to back down,” I muttered, hoping she wouldn’t. I so wanted to fuck her heart-shaped ass.“Baby, nothing is going to stop your mother from having those k**s. You should know that by now, silly.” That’s all I needed to hear. Without another second of delay, I pushed against the bumpy membrane which blocked my way and forced it to sink in. Her anus simultaneously dilated and slid around the purple knob of my stiff cock with the one purpose of swallowing it whole. The gripping power of.