The woman at the door had shoulder length blond hair, pretty blue eyes and she was wearing a dress Jenny had seen in the shop-it cost more than Jenny ...ade in a month. The dress was white, contrasting beautifully with her golden brown skin, and was tight all the way from the V-neck to the top of her thighs where it ended, exposing most of her tanned legs. Jenny was surprised to see that she had cleavage. Her breasts were small but appeared firm and about the size of oranges. She obviously didn't. Mommy walked towards me.‘Sweetie, I don’t think it’s a good idea that you play with you cock. All that lovely sperm will be wasted. It’s Mommy’s sperm. Only Mommy can have your sperm, because Mommy needs it. And only Mommy can play with your cock. No one else. Isn’t that right, Sweetie?’ Mommy said , softly gliding her painted nail up and down my stiff cock.‘Yes, Mommy. You’re right. It won’t happened again,’ I answered, knowing Mommy was right, but also knowing it would be hard to avoid. It was perfectly normal for adults tosquirt water at each other and run around the garden screaming andgiggling after all. And have pillow fights. And stand in front of thebedroom mirror, hairbrushes in hand singing and dancing to the latesthits on the radio wasn't it?So when Katie had cleared the cups up, washed and dried them so as notto detract from the spotless kitchen and announced she was just nippingto the loo, Fi didn't even react. It was only when she remembered thestrict rule for. Aunty: Whatever. I don’t want it running on my ass cheeks.Hearing this i just inserted my dick on her asshole. It was quite tight as she wasn’t used to ass fucking. She gave a moan of pain as I entered.Aunty: What did you just do now? (Her resistance was becoming weak)Me: I obeyed you. Now it’s not on your ass cheeksAunty: But it’s in my assholeMe: So whatAunty: Please Paul. Move it outI moved it out and entered again. I moaned again.Aunty: Now, what was thatMe: As you said I moved it out..