"Shh. It's okay. Those bullies are gone now."The boy's sobs lessened and he sat up straight, trying to be brave."Do you have anywhere to go?" she aske..., rummaging in her purse with lace gloves, looking for a handkerchief.Sniffling, the boy pulled his glasses off and tried to clean the thick lenses with his dirty shirt, but he only managed to smudge them even more. "The library closed a while ago and Mom and Dad won't be home until later. I just wanted to sit under that tree and read, but those. He had witnessed the obvious pleasure on her face, and when she looked she saw him standing at the foot of the bed with his hands on his hips and a smug grin on his face. Her eyes ran down his muscular body, of which she wholeheartedly approved, and rested on his erect penis. Her eyes widened and she heard him chuckle slightly as she drew in a short breath. She had never seen a cock before, and the sight of his large silky head, rock-hard shaft, and smooth-shaved balls caught her eyes as if in. “You’re a filthy bitch, aren’t you?” “Yes,” she nodded, biting her lip, her blue eyes wide and full of lust. “Fuck yes. I’m a filthy bitch.” He spun her over on the sun lounger. She spread her legs to steady herself, and thrust her arse up in the air towards him. He pushed her face down against the lounger as he ripped her bikini bottoms from her and threw the sodden shreds of material beside her face. “Well, this is how a filthy bitch gets fucked,” George roared as he thrust forward, and he. Tons of married couples do things like that. There is nothing wrong with what happened."My tone was harsher than I intended, and I softened it with my next question, "Why do you say that... Do you regret it?"She was playing with the peas on her plate as she spoke, "No, I- I don't know."I had to reassure her, to make her understand that it was okay to behave as she did, "I've never seen you so sexually free, so excited, you were like an entirely different woman."That caused her to blush, "...I.