“Where’s my carrier bag?” he asked behind him. And someone threw a bag onto the bed beside him. He reached inside and pulled out a massive dildo... Now don’t get me wrong, I’m no prude, I even have a large dildo myself, but this thing was humungous and it scared me. He looked excited he removed the now warm bottle from my pussy and began rubbing the dildo over me. It was much too big for me even as he tried to poke the tip of it into me it required me to stretch significantly. He reached into his. I took a quick shower and dressed back into my clothes from the night before. After waiting in her room for another ten minutes or so I decided I better head out so I wouldn’t be too late for work. I still needed to run by my place and change clothes. Opening Marjorie’s bedroom door, I spotted her in the kitchen, completely naked, as if ready to start where we left off the night before. I stood for a moment admiring her body, the way the hair played down her back, the incredible white ass. ”“Oh, about you getting fucked by Bob?” Marla asked, bluntly. “What should I feel this morning?”“Well, we didn’t know if you’d still feel the same.”“Why shouldn’t I, honey?”“Oh, I don’t know, Mother,” Sally said. “Maybe embarrassed or something.”“Are you embarrassed, Sally?” “Sally shook her head. “Bob?”Bob too, shook his head.“Then why should I be embarrassed?” Marla said. “After all, it was you that got fucked, Sally, not me.”“But you sure wanted to, Mother!” Sally said, letting her giggles. He wanted the lady who ran game night to tell all the kids thenews. She insisted that Ming did. Him saying it would endear him tothe group more. Ming made the announcement and the kids cheered. Thenight went from game night to a pizza party.As the kids started to mingle and talk about how much fun the pizzaparty was going to be, Ms. Polone went up to talk with Lori. Shewanted to thank Lori for the kind gesture. The sad truth about runningthis non-profit was Ms. Polone could never get enough.