Ronnie’s mother turned around. “That really wasn’t bad,” she said laughing, “come, let’s rinse ourselves.”We let the warm water wash awa... all the soap, sweat and other bodily fluids, dried ourselves and got dressed again. As soon as we were clothed again, I suddenly panicked. What would Ronnie think, now that I had stayed away for so long? Would he suspect something? Maybe he had even heard something?Apparently Ronnie’s mother saw the panic in my eyes, because she smiled comfortingly. “Don’t. Removing the tube I slid two fingers into him, twisting and turning them as I gently pumped them in and out to open and lubricate his tight anus. Passing the lubricant back to Ann I moved closer to David, gripping his buttocks with both hands, parting his firm globes as I lodged the tip of my cock in his wrinkled opening. I leant forward, feeling his muscular ring slowly spread to accommodate my broad knob, until just before it slipped into him, my knob jammed at his entrance, trapped in the. They reached a crescendo, and I clearly heard him order her "shit on my cock while I cream in your fudge, you fucking whore!". Then her moans went off the chart. Loud "Ahhh's" interspersed with "fuck my shit, fuck my shit". He was moaning as he came, and he said "Yeah, shit all over my cock baby". I could only imagine the sight and smell of his nasty ass-fuck, and blew my load all over the carpet. Exhausted, I crawled back into bed, but I distincly remember him ordering her to suck his cock. It was starting to rewire my brain and change how I thought. It?s ashame I couldn?t at least bop her on the nose. How does one deal withsuch intense anger? Maybe I should get a drink of water.I turned, but paused when I noticed her purse on the desk. I took itwith me and quietly made my way to the couch. I wasn?t thinking clearly,but I was letting my anger lead me, and I was certain there was asolution hidden inside the purse. I poured it out and looked at what wasin it. No money. Some make up..