The house was quiet. Two men had called upon her father to discuss a major transaction at the bank, where he was a director. The men were all sitting ...n the front porch, sipping tea and talking business. Thad, as he frequently did, sat with his father, listening.She didn't recognize one of the men, but the other was Mr. Randolph, a long-time friend of her father, Phillip Markham. Gwen was oblivious to the business meeting, however. Her eye was on the weather, and her mind was daydreaming about. I tightly grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled them apart, showing his hairless little asshole that was still a bit red from when I fucked it in the bathroom. I reached behind me on the nightstand and grabbed the lube and the really large black butt plug. I set them on the ground and undid the leg restraints. I went to the bathroom and grabbed the panties he wore here, the really small white boyshorts that he had stolen from his 13 year old sister. I returned to my place behind the boy and opened. Swallowing it all like it was her reward. She said, “It is our turn now.” Then she started taking off her pants. I was confused but couldn’t take my eyes off her pink panties. She instructed me to get on the floor, and did as instructed. She then slid down her panties to expose her pussy.It was quite a small pussy compared to what I had seen and was neatly shaven. It was a lot darker compared to her pale skin colour, which made it look even better. Before I knew it, she sat on my face with her. It was a Saturday. Keeghan was fifteen, just coming up on five feet ten inches tall, and built like a stick. Her mother was nodded out in the bedroom, again, so Keeghan had gone out for a while, just to get out of the apartment and walk around. When she got back she opened the door and saw her mother's latest boyfriend, a guy named Jim, sitting on the couch, a porno movie on the TV and his dick in his hand. There were several beer cans on the table in front of him. Keeghan quickly closed the.