“Don't worry, push your finger in. Get lots of it up inside my bottom.” I pressed ahead, her little anal ring opened and my finger slipped inside....It was very tight. Mr Thomas came and stood alongside me, staring at the debauched scene in front of him. I put more Vaseline from the jar and worked it into her. Her anus gripped the finger but I could feel it relaxing. Sarah had that glazed look on her face again.“OK Alan, put your penis up there now. Go slowly, you may have to press. I'll push you. I stayed outside at the veranda, enjoying a light breeze and sipping a glass of red wine. After just five minutes, the door opened again and I asked over my shoulder: “Back so soon, honey…?” But it was Shawna’s sexy voice which answered: “It’s me, Vic, your sweetie wife is busy now with my dear hubby…”She sat down by me and I stared at her inquiring her meaning…Her look was a little bit dazed after so many drinks she had taken; but still nice Shawna looked sexy, beautiful, hot and irresistible. " I liked to thinkthat he remembered my sitting on his cock while he pretended sleep on thesofa and judged this to be something I liked. Indeed, I did. Severaltimes, hunched over this way, I shot into the water as he probed my hotasshole and massaged my balls. I wanted to scream my enjoyment at thesetimes, but constrained my joy to a whimper and sigh as signs ofappreciation. I would always see his hard cock protruding from his boxershorts as well as visible wetness seeping through the left leg. Still smiling, he went to his room and readied inkwell and quill. Taking a fresh sheet of paper, he began to compose his answer.Dear Miss Maynard,Receiving and perusing your letter was a most gratifying start to my day, and I thank you for it! Let me first offer my congratulations for the encouraging news from your publisher. I cannot help but marvel at the effort it must take to write even a short story meant for publishing. Yet, it fits with how I have come to know you, meaning the tenacity.