"The hotdog was beginning to hit his spot as she adjusted her aim. His rear entrance dilated and stretched wide as the dildo pushed into him. Now she ...as pressing past the rings of muscle guarding the entrance to his guts -- his innermost self. All his defenses were down and she was pounding into his tunnel.Her metal-harnessed thighs jingled as they whacked against his buttocks. She joyously plunged the entire silicone rod into him, all the way up to its base. He felt its tip impacting the far. Her wet cunt hole now fully exposed. I put my hand on her boobs and fondled them and the other on her engorged clitty, which was now quite visible in her slightly arched position."Dean, I'd like you to fuck me. Please put your hard cock in me and fuck me. I want my baby to feel your cock sliding into me. I want to be a good mother to all of you. I'll do anything you want me to. I'll let you all fuck me as often as you want. Ahhh Dean, please put that cock in me now and fuck me good."Dean knelt. I'd planned it so very carefully. Fora start, it was September. Wouldn't be wearing shorts for ages so no onewould question the legs that I'd carefully shaved earlier. A Wednesdaynight so not many people would be around. Noone in the house tonight ortomorrow to question the face full of make-up I'd spent monthspracticing. Car was full of petrol and I knew the route I planned towalk - drive there, walk round, drive back. I'd practiced walking in theheels and had a spare pair of shoes for. ”They looked like they were considering that and I decided I’d made my point. “Let’s just let that topic lay for the day,” I suggested. “I don’t hate God. I just hate what small-minded men have done with the word of God.”They nodded and seemed a little more relaxed with that explanation. I made a note that I’d likely have some problems with the few deeply religious people in the school and wondered whether I should just wait it out or tackle it head-on.I put the thoughts aside and we went back.