She thought she was going to get away without discussing much if anything of a personal nature. She soon found out she wouldn't be so lucky."Mom," Ste...hen began, "I've been wanting to talk with you about the other night." Oh shit," Carly said silently to herself. "I thought I was going to avoid this." Then aloud, "What do you mean, Stephen?" Mom, I was drunk, but I wasn't unconscious. I know I called you and I know what I did. I just want to apologize. I should never have done that." Carly felt. They were just too turned on. This only got me hotter, and I played it up.Looking back into the eyes of the other girl, but speaking out loud for the benefit of the guys, I began, "That feels so good. Fuck! Use me like the slut I am!"Rob, for his part, quickened the pace. He was so much bigger than me, and so much stronger, that a couple of times as his thick cock slammed into my now tightly-stretched pussy, my back end was literally lifted up off the bed for a moment. Noticing this, Rob. He slowly pushed in and filled her pussy. Oh my God, it felt so good!He began with slow deep thrusts then began to pick up speed. In a matter of minutes, she was thrusting back hard and wiggling her bottom as she came harder than she ever had before.He slid out of her pussy. “Have you ever had anything up your little bottom?”“No.”“Just relax.” He knelt down behind her and spread her bottom wide open. Her little asshole looked so tight and inviting.He reached his tongue out and began licking her. They walked along a path near the river, where they often walked during warmer weather. Arm in arm, they strolled along, talking about past Christmases and singing carols- him slightly out of tune. It was a beautiful afternoon, clear skies dotted with puffy white clouds, the air crisp and cold. Their path took them near an old stone bridge, but the river was barely a trickle in the winter. He tugged her along to poke around in the rocks at the riverbed. Geologists, she thought with a smile. As.