‘Wanna make love, Darlin?’ I ask. ‘I can’t wait!’ she answers. ‘What do you want to do tonight?’ I wonder aloud. ‘Oh, I don’t care�... she replies. ‘As long as there’s lots of dick and fingers and tongues involved’ she says playtfully. No agument from me there…little does she know what I am considering. All of the aforementioned, but with the addition of her virgin asshole thrown into the mix for good measure. We’ve never really discussed me penetrating her ass, although my butt was very familiar. “Good Morning Gorgeous…. When did you get up?” I asked“Morning Sweetie… About an hour ago……. I was going to bring this to bed and enjoy breakfast in bed with you.” she said.“Sorry…. Shall I go back?”“Heavens no Silly… we’re up now….. I would ask how you slept, but I already know…. Like a log” then laughed.“Last thing I remember was you laying on top of me asleep….. That felt great, by the way.”“I woke up about 2am, but then slid off to the side of you, then cuddled up…… Two things I liked. She smiled at him, trying to encourage him to win his own interior battle, as she now lay folded up into handbag size, presenting her wide open pussy and ass for his view.A hard pant escaped him, as he was putting so much effort into not moving, that he was getting physically exhausted from it. His gaze moved from her grotesquely open groin up towards her face, stopping for a while to marvel at the fantastic sight of her breasts standing up like a couple of perfectly rounded hills reaching for. “Ma, Danielle, I need some alone time with Kylie.”Eddie and Margot had left, and Bridget and Danni went to different parts of the house. “Oh my god, Bridget doesn’t even care!” I thought.I felt his big hands reach around my hips ad unbutton my shorts. “Brandon, please stop.” Newly formed tears stung my eyes.“Shut up.” He said. He lifted my body up and pulled my shorts and panties down a little. “No, no Brandon…” I could hear Danni talking to Abigail, and Bridget in the kitchen next to us doing.