The night had been long, wet and pleasant and I woke up late, it was almost time to eat. I put on my apron, I took a squirt of olive oil in the pan an... pique the onion and green pepper with which to make a sauté for Bolognese sauce for spaghettis.It would be the noise of the kitchen bell or the vegetables sizzling in the pan, but the fact is I did not hear him approach. Suddenly I felt his breath on my neck, his tongue on my nape, his right hand between the apron and my chest squeezing my. "That was what got me to notice you. But then I saw how much better built you were compared to him. Even though you are still a teenager"The boy gave a slight smile."But when you made love to me last night, I couldn't get over how well endowed you were, so much bigger than your father - God rest his soul!".The boy felt his cock twitch as it started to get stiffer within her vagina. His mother noticed it."(oooh) You randy bugger. I see that you have not finished with me yet. You are going to. “OH yes hon—oh yes—lets see how that tongue of his works on some pussy” I am now about ready to pass out from the panic. Mark told me nothing of this kinda deal, or asking me If I would participate. Mrs. Clark had now slid down in her lounge chair, laying flat on her back. She raised her legs up, and placed her feet on each side of the chair. Mark now grabs me by the back of my hair, and with one word, commanded me “eat” Still in terror, I fall to my knees yet again, and slightly leaning. “Hold on for the ride, sweetie.” She says, slapping my ass.The next thing I feel is Pepper’s tongue sliding down the middle of my ass crack.“Oh yes, lick my ass!” I scream out, pushing back on Pepper’s face.Her tongue swirls around my virgin rosebud and then without warning, Pepper takes her finger and slowly enters my brown hole.“Please go slow, Pepper.” I cry out in pain and pleasure.Pepper licks the length of my slit as she slowly finger fucks my ass. The two sensations have me grunting and.