Michelle worked it into her hole, sticking her finger far up into her rectum. She took her time and finger-fucked her asshole?.when her shitter was ju...cy and open, she said, ?Get your ass ready for my dick?. slut!? Whimpering and begging Brooke said, ?No?please not my ass?please.? But, she obeyed her ?Mamma? and reached back with two hands to keep herself open for her penetration. Michelle had gotten her strap-on with her favorite chocolate dildo, knelt and put the head of her dick against. When I opened the wardrobe I found I had agrowing collection of thin long slacks, short skirts, panty hose andeven some bras despite having nothing except cotton wool padding to fillthem with.I also had several pairs of shoes including one pair of Mary Jane shoeswith a 2" block heel and girl's slip ons. My usual trainers were gone.Later I asked my Mum as I helped in the kitchen, "How long will all thislast?"I hoped it would be soon but she replied, "When I say it does. You'llhave to prove to. My muscles moved easily in the hot sun beating down. Sweat poured from me, its residue prickling my skin. By evening, those muscles would be sore. In spite of jogging and gym time, some muscles always ached from the hard toil of spring.Dirt streaked my sweat covered body. Dressed only in shorts and sneakers, I was on my hands and knees. The earth felt good. I was lost in the reverie of the gardener, communing with nature a handful of soil at a time.A shadow passed over me. Ten pink toes. I chuckled at the thirst in Chelsea’s face.My hands went down to the back of her thighs and lifted the hem of her dress to reveal that luscious ass of hers before squeezing again. We made out while Chelsea pulled my shirt the rest of the way off and explored my upper body with her hands.I got down on my knees, turned Chelsea around and motioned for her to bend over the bed. There I was, face to face with one of the most juicy bubble butts I had ever seen, fit perfectly inside some white lacy.