" Oh Cathy im sorry baby " "How ... how could you ? " i ask her " It just happened ok im sorry " I turn to face her and she pulls me to her kissing me...holding me in her arm's but i can smell them on her and taste them on her lips i just push her away ."Oh why did you have to come home early why ? " " WHAT so this is my FUCKING fault ITS MY FUCKING FAULT YOU HAD THOSE BASTARDS COCKS IN YOUR FUCKING MOUTH IN YOUR CUNT AND UP YOUR FUCKING ARSE !!! " i scream " That's not what i meant " she shouts. Overwhelmed, she began crying, about the pain but also because it was humiliating how horny her body reacted and betrayed her. Then, she felt his fingers slowly withdraw from her body. Grabbing her, she felt how he tried to roll her over on her back, and for some reason she can’t explain, went along with it. He was much stronger and bigger than her anyway, so it didn’t make much of a difference to her. Teary-eyed and sobbing, she had her panties ripped down and her knees being pinned to her. I wanted to touch her thighs and untie the strings. My cock was rock hard again. My eyes traveled up to her young breasts again then to her face.Fuck. She was looking directly at me. I looked away nervously and I heard her giggle. I stood up hoping my erection wasn’t obvious. She looked over her sunglasses directly at my crotch.“Not bad for an older man,” she said with a naughty grin. I fled the area.Over the next few weeks the sweet torture not only continued but escalated. I swear she enjoyed. .and I kissed the outline of her asscrack...very well revealed against her tight skirt. "Kiss my farthole," she grunted, "kiss it real good." I was like an automaton by now, and my nose pressed inward, buried in her rear crevasse. I inhaled deeply, and at the same time she pushed out a very loud and obscene fart, and I kissed her crack repeatedly, moaning in pleasure. She didn't stop there and broke wind several more times moving her ass against my face as I gasped for air. When she.