..trap , useless , telling my neighbor Alfred i never ever expected to be like this slap my face with his huge bbc''in,.,,,there''he got back with it ...ook one of my pillow and i was sit on it by him turning it on''ok good boy, now tell me, why are you fucking your pretty ass all the time''i look up at him stroking his bbc on my lips''answer or i smack you again ''''because , i wanted to try....''''but this is not trying boy, i ear you one night smacking your ass agaisnt my bedroom , this is not. She told me if I wanted to fuck, I needed to go fuck my girlfriend. While she had an issue with this, I certainly did not! I took her by the hand and led her upstairs to the bed. I looked deep into her eyes as we were kissing. I asked her if she ever took it in her ass. She simply smiled and asked me if I had an enema. Well, we had several just in the bathroom. After cleaning, I licked her cute little asshole. When I saw it, I knew it was going to be tight! Let's just skip the blow and licks,. Aunt B was a girl that lived down the street and was never actually my aunt, but it was easier to explain when I was growing up why mom lived with another woman. Mom and Aunt B became friends in the first grade and since then have become lifelong partners. Mom says her love for sex and pussy started near a river behind my grandparents home in the seventh grade. It was a hot summer day when my aunt and mother were talking about how boys could take their shirts off and girls couldnt. Getting. One day late in the summer just before new school term Janet asked me to give her a hand to clear her bedroom out I didn't need to be asked twice as was round there in a flash, we spent hours sorting out drawers and cupboards the wardrobe and the dressing table, I held a black plastic bag open while she filled it with all sorts of old clothing, bags, shoes and make up.When we had finished we shared a can of cider and sat and talked on her bed after a while her mum called to say her lunch was.