And again.Rolling my eyes I paused the game and picked the phone up. All three texts were from Brad.Brad: HeyBrad: HeyBrad: Hey, guess whatSighing lou...ly I responded.Me: Mother fucker, what? I'm trying to kill people here lolBrad: Check this out!!My phone buzzed immediately with two picture messages.The first was apparently his crotch. He had obviously shaved, and was covering his dick with his hand. The second picture was of him laying down with his legs in the air. He shaved his asshole and. She chose that moment to come racing down the stairs. As she began to head for my kitchen I had to call out a further order to stay away from anything sharp. We didn't need her getting hurt before she understood.That first day was a mad circus of silly moments and jumbled possessions. I was just glad I didn't collect any breakables. She only broke a few dishes before she figured out how to hold them; I had to explain what I used them for. She wanted to try eating after that and I had to keep. She was like a piston, reminding Poppy of the anal machine, only much, much larger.Poppy lost her bravado as the blonde's thrust reached a pitch. She slammed into Poppy, unable to even speak now, wailing and gasping as she fucked Poppy with the strap on.The fast, hard anal pounding was beginning to build up in Poppy. She could feel the blonde hammering into her, each ram giving her a wave of pleasure. But instead of letting one wave pass and then getting ready for the next, the waves were. One night about 9.30pm he told me he thought I should go to my room as he had something to attend to, and he and Mum needed to be alone. I didn't think much of it, so I said goodnight and trotted upstairs to my lovely room. I got undressed and into my nightie, washed myself and went to pick up my book, which I realized I'd left downstairs.As I said, this was a big house and my bedroom was in a far corner, so I had quite a way to walk. On the way to the living room I passed the study and noticed.