Leaning over to kiss her, she pushed me away. She said she was really ripe and didn’t want to dirty me up. I didn’t care, so I bent over and stole...a kiss. Helen smiled at my persistence as she stepped into the shower. JT, as he now thought of himself, fixed a couple of sandwiches as Helen tidied herself. She spent a couple of minutes going through the kitchen and pantry to create as thorough a list as possible. Out here in the boonies, it just wasn’t practical to run to the market if something. All three of us returned home quite drunk. Since it was my first I was more drunk than anyone else. But I quite distinctly remember that I was so pathetic I literally tore off my clothes, which were making me itch, and even in that state I could distinctly remember mom and sis, gaping at my semi nude body. I slowly made my way up to my room and fell into instant deep slumber. I woke up next day only to feel something in my pussy. Then I realized it was my hand. B must have seen it as she seemed to go rigid before starting to struggle again. The lad pulled his boxers off and advanced on B his cock poking forward like a thick spear. He knelt down and pulled her legs apart and run his hand up her legs to her thighs and then to her mound. He rubbed between her pussy lips slowly at first then quicker as B started to squirm then I watched as he inserted one finger and then two working them in and out quicker and quicker. He took his fingers out of her pussy. “ I love to see an open asshole. Yours looks fucked wide open.”You feel the weight of her on the bed beside you, and she moves close.“Did you like that? I just fucked your ass baby.”“Mmmmmmmmmmmmm…I loved it.” You reply, and reach to pull her closer. Your mouths meet again, and you can feel her hips gently rocking. Her mouth slides along your jaw, to your ear. “Will you fuck me? In the ass?” “You have a beautiful cock, and I want it in my ass.”Her hand closes around your shaft, and you.