" She felt a probing finger wrigglingits way between her ass cheeks. "We came here for a hot piece of whitebitch ass. And the only thing better than w...ite bitch ass is a piece ofwhite sissy-bitch ass."He hooked a finger in the back of her thong, tugged it out of her crack,and jerked it to one side exposing her puckered brown hole. His middlefinger slid easily into her well-lubed ass. Steffie's fear of beingdiscovered evaporated and she moaned in spite of herself. "Shit, D,"Tyrell said, "She's. She asked me to do her a favor that would help us both out. Her best friend (also 60) was very sad that she hadn't had sex since her husband passed away over 5 years ago. I said no out of shock, but a little while later I agreed, since I was very horny and beating off almost every night.My mother said she would set it up and call me when she had. She called me up about a week later and said for me to come over on Tuesday afternoon. When I arrived she and her friend were having teas in her. I looked down and blushed, I couldn't believe it. I knew I was tired when I had put on the clothes but I didn't think it had been that bad. I was wearing one of my white tank tops, which wouldn't be so bad if I hadn't liked keeping the place kind of cold. It was also really thin, so thin it was something I only ever wore during work outs with a sports bra or when I just planned on being lazy at home. My shorts weren't much better. They were jean shorts, stopped about an inch under my ass. It. "Good girl. Now," Zane said ominously, "come and kneel between my thighs and prepare to worship your new god." With that, Derek's raging erection began leaking pre-come, creating a noticeable spot in the skin-tight spandex. He quickly shifted over to Zane, remaining on his hands and knees the whole time. He placed his face even with and near the giant bulge in Zane's tight jeans. Zane grabbed Derek's head with one hand and smashed Derek's face into the meaty bulge. Bryce laughed a sinister.