Why had I left my key in my trouser pocket in my room.What on earth could I do?I thought about breaking a window to get in but the noise wouldhave bro...ght the neighbours running and what could I say to myparents. I thought about waiting until my parents or sisterscame home but the thought of trying to explain how I was dressedto them was unthinkable. The only idea I could come up with wasto get the key from Mrs Russell.The only problems with that idea was firstly that Mrs Russelllived about 10. It felt so good, almost like an orgasm, the relief of finally being able to empty myself. When I was done, I’d filled the glass with my warm piss and was breathing so hard I was in danger of hyperventilating.“Not bad, Miss Spencer. Not perfect, but not bad.”Again, I almost sobbed, a feeling of relief laced with love blossoming inside of me. She sounded pleased with me. I wanted to crawl to her and wrap my arms around her legs and kiss her and thank her the only way I knew how; pushing my face. I'm sorry... Yes, I was wrong. I haven't had any cock since my divorce. It's my own fault, I know... Okay, I will pose for you again... Yes, I'll fuck for you... Yes, I'll sign anything. I really need it bad, Daddy... Okay, I'll say it. Please, please fuck my horny pussy, Daddy!"She cupped the phone and said, "God, he's really getting off on this."Mom resumed, "... Daddy, I can sweeten the offer... Judy... Yes, I'll let her pose, too... Don't worry, Judy does whatever I say. She's a good little. She handed me the bottle and said, "Now you do me." I squirted some lube into her pretty ass crack, and massaged her rosebud. Raising her ass into the air, she offered up her rear passage. I placed the head of my cock against her tight little rear hole and pushed until the head was inside. Slowly I fed her more, and she stopped me saying, "Wait, let me get used to you." After a minute, she pushed back against me and I worked more and more of my 7-inches up her butt. Soon I was all the way.