Peter was about to lose it when he felt a hand slip between them and squeeze the base of his cock until the urge to cum had passed."Not yet Peter. You...promised to fuck me in the ass. Do you mind, honey?" Of course not, Aunt Amy. Peter can eat my pussy while he does it."They traded places. Lisa lowered her dripping pussy to Peter's face grinding it hard against his mouth. Facing away Amy sat back onto Peter's cock guiding the smooth tip to her tight sphincter. She spread her cheeks and continued. “I mean, I wouldn’t mind a look, to be honest, but, you know, he might tell. His mates. Or his best mate, which would be the same, in the end.”“Yes I can imagine. It’s when you get a bit older you learn about discretion.”There was a pause while they both had a drink.“So how have you been getting on in the cabin?” asked Freddie, “I meant to come up and have a look before we stopped.”“I’ve been washing everything down, with that solution, getting into the corners and crevices.”“Ah, crevices, yes,. I whispered, loud enough for her to hear,"Yes, Ma'am. I'm sorry I made trouble." It's all right," she said magnanimously. "You know how forgiving andcompassionate I am. But it's nice that you apologized. You need to dothat every time you get out of line." I'll try." She would have me blaming myself for every infraction, nomatter how small or even imaginary. "I really will."Dante told me, "And we'll do OUR best to help you be good, even if itmeans keeping your buns red all the time." Yes,. .. It was a saturday afternoon .I knew you were coming over and decided that to keep occupied I would chop some wood and keep busy-already my mind was filled with thoughts of how later we would be and the night ahead was to provide untold and new pleasures as we got to know each others likes and desires-would you be wearing that black negligee or those amazing stocking and suspendors I wondered and hoped.And how long before we got into bed from the moment you arrived-I was alreadt horny and had.