Bowling balls in the bags were gone and a stationary bike was twisted into a pretzel. The treadmill was missing the belt to walk on but the towel on t...e side rail wasn't touched. On and on it went, room to room each one left in a different state.In the rear of the master closet Ken and his wife had a secret room, more like a second large closet really. In it they kept all the important papers, guns and ammo, hunting paraphernalia, jewelry and their collection of hard to find porno tapes. In a trance, I murmured, "Please, Miss Maxine's pussy. May I kissyou?" This was so different from the private wishes I had writtenabout in my diary. I brushed my lips against her slightly stickylabia. "Please let me. I want to do it." Was that true? My heartwas racing. "I really do." Sure." She said it so casually. "Help yourself. Eat all you want,Wendy Wet Lips. Just don't stop before I've had enough of what I want.Otherwise I'll do something a lot worse than going after your. Put your hand on one hip, and cock your butt out at the camera as you look over your shoulder.”“Like this?”“YES, I’ve got it, Mom. That was exactly what I wanted. More ... open the oven door and bend down from the waist to check your bread. I want your sexy butt to be way out in back.”“This way, Bobby?”“Wow, Mom ... you make a great model, you know exactly what I’m talking about.“Would you mind if I asked Korian to let me take some pictures in her bedroom?”“Bobby, surely you don’t mean in her. ” I said, “Yes, I can tell.” I then slipped three fingers into her pussy and moved then faster and faster. I could tell that she had been stretched. I asked her how big the toy was. She said she had started off with a small one and graduated up to a rather large one. She said it was 12 inches long and around 6 or 7 inches around the head. Dam, I thought, I wonder if she can take my whole fist. I then cupped my hand and placed four fingers in her pussy. I began to work.