“What have you been after me for for a long time?” She asked. “You,re finally going to let me have it?” “Yes I thought about it and I,ll try... If I don,t like it you,ll have to stop though!” “Okay” I agreed. “Promise you will!” “I promise!” So she knelt on the bed and opened her legs wide while I applied Vaseline from a jar she,d produced to my reawakened cock then slowly eased it up her rectum rather than ramming it in too quickly. My Goodness was her arse Hole tight! This was the first cherry. Keeping his left hand wedged between Kay's thighs, Garrett's head swirled with devious lust feeling the married woman's vaginal fluids squirting out and coating his entire palm, wrist and upper arm. Once he was positioned just right between the two women, Garrett dug his thumb all the way into Kay's anus at the same time pushed the head of his erect phallus right up to the steaming slit of his sister's cunt. Pushing forward simultaneously with his hand and his pelvis, Garrett caused both women. I had used the pieces of rope Helen had so unselfishly provided to tie her to the four corners of our double bed. How could I ignore her offer to be our sex object? I had laid her out on the bed, spread-eagled, with very little freedom of movement, her magnificent body available to my every wish. It was enough to make me believe in miracles.I had finally enjoyed my first taste of those fascinating lips. They tasted exquisite, even better than I had anticipated. I just wanted to lie there and. She said “I’ll just be a minute, have a seat if you’d like, everyone else is gone, and I only need to tidy up a bit before taking care of you.” I turned and walked to an armchair facing Sharon ’s desk a few feet away. Close enough to talk if she had further questions, and so I could see her well, should she happen to get up. Being a guy, and an artist, I was always looking at people, mostly women for ideas on art projects that I could use as my memories would.