It was an odd looking thing with a small grip on it. It was tapered at the tip and then rounded at the base so that it would stay in her ass. I really...got turned on by that thing."I am going to put in something a little thicker than the beads this time. You will feel some fullness but you will be fine," Marcia told her preparing for the next anal penetration.I watched as Marcia pushed steadily on the butt plug until it pushed past Carol's sphincter and nestled in her anus."Oh Marcia that's too. Without hesitation, she leaned over and took it into her mouth without using her hands! Half of my hard young cock was down her throat and her lips squeezed and pulled back draining the last bit of juice from my ejaculation. It was unbelievable. She laid back and with a smile on her face, she said, "Do you have any more left in there?" All I could say was, "I think so Mum!"She responded, "Well, we have all weekend to get all of it out."I was in a dreamlike c*** and could not believe this was. She was my neighbor in the sense, Sandy and her husband lived a couple of blocks away from mine. Since Sandy was interested in classical music and my mother is a classical artist. Therefore she struck chord with my mom. So she used to come home often. I used to have a keen eye for her.Let me say something about Sandy. Imaginations can always run wild. But I shall and restrict it as much as possible. As mentioned earlier, Sandy was 34 years old when I met her. Sandy was wheatish in color and not. A couple times he has called me when my husband came home early, just in case I was with a man.Sometimes in the afternoon when I don't have a date, I grab my cell and go over and spend the afternoon with him in his pool or Jacuzzi.I guess he knows he has a good thing going -- I mean with me right next door and free of charge and all -- and he doesn't want to see a good thing messed up.Plus, for me it's good knowing that he's around, just in case anything happens, which, knock on wood, it never.