He then laughed and said he could talk, years ago he’d fiddled with her mother. That raised a question over Augustine’s comment about Stan always ...eing a gentleman: would a gentleman fiddle with one’s mother or even talk about it, even years later? Augustine lived in a charming and beautifully restored 1940s cottage surrounded by an old fashion garden. It was one of the notable homes of the city and she loved it and tourists often stopped to take photos of her working in her garden in. ..i arch my back as far as i can 2 lift up my assas i feel the thick head of your cock enter methen i press backwards & rock my hips gentlyas your girthy shaft stretches me open wider...i look back over my shoulder & moan" fuck that tight ass !! give me that fat cock !! fuck my ass with every inch of your cock !!! "as soon as u hear me talking dirty 2 u againyour fingers dig deep in2 my quivering hips& u start 2 long-stroke your fat tool in & outas u drive deep in2 my ass until u hit bottomthen. I had to admit to myself that she did have a cute body. She touched the tiny panties to the medallion and jumped slightly. "Yeah, I forgot to warn you about that tingle." I said apologetically.We both watched as she shrank. There wasn't much physical change since she was already a female. Everything just resized until she was the foot tall woman that I had been yesterday. She put the panties on and then asked in a very small voice, "Momma, could you put me up where the rest of my clothes are?". Her vagina was tight and grabbed at his finger. What will she do when a big, hard cock enters her roughly and shoves deeply into her?"OHHHH, that feels funny, I am a virgin, do not put your finger in me," Rebecca moaned, feeling the Judge run his finger around the outside of her vagina, spreading it open more and more, becoming wetter.Suddenly, the Judge put his mouth to her pussy and began to run his tongue along her pussy lips, sending shudders through Rebecca's untrained body."OHHHHH, what.