..After about 6 months of my playing with her arse hole, we had got to the stage where we were having anal sex all the time, and I was fisting her ars... a lot and she said 'I love the feeling I get when you shoot your cum up my arse and then shove your fist right up my arse too and then move it around with all your cum up there too' and I told her 'I could make those feelings even stronger' and she did not even ask me how but just said 'Ok go for it' and the next morning we went to a sex aid. Would you like to ride along with me?" Is your car big enough for five?" Sarita asked.Jake admitted to the inadequacies of his car. "Not really, you might have to sit in Toby's lap, or he can drive so you can sit in my lap." Her eyes lit up when he mentioned sitting in his lap. When he added, "However, you'll have to wear jeans, or at least panties under a skirt." She hit him again, harder this time. "Ouch, you're such a brute!" He faked being injured by the blow.Both Jake and Lesa knew that. Or perhaps it was the shell of exhaustion my parents had managed to build for themselves with almost two days at home without concern for 'my young and tender ears' as Dad referred to them. That was usually said in context of a bit of blue language following a stubbed toe or banged knee, but I understood the upside of my absence for my parents, and I was happy to be of an age where I could facilitate a little romantic interlude for them now and then. I only hoped they'd be as understanding in. Watching me be taken like that was a huge turnon for her. I groaned into Abby as the pain rolled through my ass. She grabbed the back of my head again and pushed my nose deep into her pussy as my tongue slid into her ass. “That’s right, Jack, he is fucking you in the ass. This is your punishment, and you deserve it.”I could only agree.After a few moments, my ass started to adjust to John’s cock. He moved in and out of me, and it felt like he was taking my guts with him each time he pulled out..