Jack had been to the cemetery a couple of times to scope it out. The old mansion was secluded alright and while carrying some spooky over tones appear...d to be the perfect location to finally dip his wick.The plan was to take a little stroll though the old grave yard on Halloween night. Sure it would be a little chilly, it always was this time of year as the seasons began their transition from the warm days of summer to the quiet sleepy days of fall. Susan would be getting cold and anxious to. His jaw dropped as he moved his head up and down, tracing the outline of his mother's body. His friends had always k**ded him about her. "What a fox!" they used to say. Now he realized just how true those words were! She was dressed exactly like Mrs. Holmes and she strutted toward him, stopping only briefly to lash out at her husband's cock with a crop. "Would you like to see me smoke, Stephen?" she offered, brushing her hand lightly against his throbbing member. "Yes, Mom, yes!" he replied. The girl returned with a large beer and as she put it down on the small table, the girl in the shower told the American, she was her sister and would he like her to join in.I heard my mentor groan, "Fucking hell", she remarked, and I saw then she was without panties, she had started to touch herself and was clearly going to masturbate watching our voyeur show, I was glad at that moment, because I wanted to do the same, more so as the second girl, took her clothes off and joined her sister,. I wanted to ask him to fuck me like the boy slut I was turning out to be. I was too scared so I left him to get his pleasure from my milky white mounds. The feeling of his balls slapping just over mine was amazing. Soon I could feel him tense up and for the first time I could feel pressure on my tight hole. His cock head was rubbing my boy pussy. I knew he was close to shooting and with one last buck of his hips his cock head entered my ass. The pain was incredible but then I felt his warm cum.