" No need to tell her that Paul’s parents had never installed porn blocking software. "How ‘bout you, Leah?" "It was OK, but just watching mushy v...deos isn’t my favorite way to spend and evening. It got a lot better when some of the girls talked about their dates." "What did they have to say?" "MOM! You really don’t want to know. It’s personal." Laura raised her eyebrows with that quizzical look that mothers seem to specialize in. "Never mind, then." "How ‘bout you, Mom?" "Not much, I’m afraid.. Ah. Ah,” she pant in time with my strokes as I fuck her ass. I feel the head of my cock swelling madly, her return tightly clenched around it, as I drive my cock back and forth. I grab a fistful of her hair and increase my rhythm, plunging into her ass faster and faster. It’s so tight. So incredibly tight. And by God, it feels good.I’m sweating from the strain and the excitement, the sweat running down my body, lubricating my cock even more, as I keep hammering into her ass. As I look down,. "Let Sara sit up front."We eased her in and I handed the seatbelt over her to Mom after I'd swung her legs inside. Once we got her seated I closed her door and got in the back with Mary. I grabbed Mary's hand, squeezed it and smiled at her. She smiled back. I let go, surprised she didn't attempt to pull away.We made our way home. It was quiet for most of the drive. I think all of us knew we were going to talk about Sara; how she was, what happened to her. But we were going to get home and do it. When she saw that her slippers were not to be seen, she saw my face and seeing a naughty smile asked what I was up to ? I did not answer anything but just held her hand and started leading her towards the dining hall. Aunty followed me without any resistance and knowing fully well what lay in store. This was the first time, I was about to explore the act of sex and was a complete novice when it came to using the tool in the cunt. I made her lean against the wall and gently kissed her lips once..