Spitting it out wasn't exactly an option - not when it had the weight of her lower torso on top of it, probably encouraged by Aunt Margaret's fist. I ...hought to use my hands to get her up enough to close my mouth again, but the crop foiled that plan.I had almost decided on another strategy when my aunt growled, "If you bite, I'll shove this fist up your ass all the way to my shoulder! Now get that tongue moving!"Damn! How does she do that? Is she a fuckin' mind-reader or something?With no other. John watched the movement of his wife’s arse under her skirt as she climbed the stairs in front of him and he reached out and caressed her bottom. Deborah turned her head and smiled at him as she reached the top stair. She paused there, her hands unclasped the waistband of her skirt and it fell in a pool around her feet. Her blouse didn’t quite cover her bare arse, her panties still left discarded on the kitchen floor. From two steps below her, he leaned forward and planted a kiss on each arse. .................................Maize:They’ve showered and dressed me and I don’t know why. A few minutes ago there were three guys taking turns trying to see who could fit the most fingers in my ass and the next I’m being shoved down a corridor and told to clean the fuck up. My heads spinning but I do as I was told. In the room they locked me in I found a long black dress with thin crossed straps and a pair of black stiletto pumps with a heel so big that it reminds me of the long cocks that. ”She got up, and reached behind her back and removed her bra, all the while seeing my penis getting hard and moving on its own.“You are bigger than Paul,” she said.“Geez, Faith. Are you sure about this?” I asked.“What are you so worried about? I’m on the pill, you can fuck me all you want and, I promise, no babies!”She removed her last garment and I saw my first real-life pussy, ever.“LIGHTS OUT,” came through the door.“OK,” Faith responded.“All right,” I did as well.Every night has lights out.