I remember on one opportune journey I was so hot for sex, one guy got in behind me and did just that, relieved himself on my curvaceous cheek, then re...zippered me to my frustration.Upon alighting the train I went straight into the waiting room and headed for the toilet, went inside, removed my cotton dress, sat bare-assed on the porcelain and started to relieve myself, smelling the semen stain on my dress, for inspiration.In my fucked-up way I failed to notice a couple of important things, one,. ”“Mum can take me up her arse,” Peter replied, “not fully though.”“Yes well you’ve only tried twice,” Cathy responded, “l took half last time.”“What about Daddy’s, Aunt Cathy, can you take him?” Ella said.“Only just,” Cathy replied, “only a couple of inches, it’s like having a tree trunk shoved up your bum.”“What about you Uncle Steve,” Cathy turned to him, “can you take Daddy up your bum, l’d love to see that.”“Perhaps later,” Steve replied, “l want to fuck you first.”“Mmmm, yes please,” Ella. Feeling too horny to stop himself, he began to slowly lick the skin between Bonnie’s asshole and her vagina. Her pussy was tingling, and her ass was tingling. She really wanted him to lick her there, to try to fuck her there, she just didn’t know how to ask him. She could feel his tongue trail a circle around her anus, and she squirmed before him. Grabbing her ass cheeks, he spread them as wide as he could, until he had a clear view of her tight little hole. He licked slowly around Bonnie’s. She woke up a little before dawn and rubbed her backside and thighs. She felt the raised flesh that formed crisscrosses along her skin and wondered how many fresh welts there would be after Miss Sanders was through with her that morning. Poking her ring finger between her closed thighs, Lisa pressed her clit hard against her pelvis and then stroked herself until she was wet. With her other hand she traced the outline of her nipple and then pinched it as hard as she could. She began tugging on.