” It wasn’t a lie.Mac looked at Grace. He could tell she was holding something back. “Did my father make a pass at you?”“No! Oh, gosh, no! I...would have told you about that. After I broke his arm, of course!”Mac gave her half a grin. He had no doubt she meant it.Grace saw that her answer satisfied Mac. But it didn’t satisfy her. Holding back was just as bad as lying, wasn’t it?“I heard part of the conversation, though, but if I share it with you, it will hurt you,” she said softly.Mac stared. " Then he pushed more in her and pushed till he had all of it in her. Then he pounded her asshole. As his cock went in and out he looked at how her ass was stretched for his wide cock. He fucked her as she screamed in pain and pleasure.Her ass was warm and so tight. He loved the feel of this sexy hole. He wanted to fuck her hard and let his cock feel how tight she was. He would pull his cock almost out then ram it back in. Her feet were kept spread by the cuffs around her ankles. It took him. Once showered, I put on a fresh pair of white cotton boxers and carried a baggy T shirt in my hands as I walked out of the bathroom. As I opened the door, mum was outside waiting. “I need to shower as well,” she said. “I’m all hot and sticky, if you know what I mean, and I need to cool myself down.” I went into my room and lied on my bed wearing just my boxers. Eyes closed, I allowed my thoughts to wander back to Aunty Sue and the events of the evening. The more I thought about Aunty Sue. I’d be happy to replace you with somebody else.” I kind of stood there not knowing what to do. Trying to think if this would be smart for my career or a total landslide. I really needed the money to fix my car, and I really did love my job. I decided to just do as he asked. “Well hurry up girl. Take everything off, but your panties, bra, stockings, and heels.” Mr. Wilson is an attractive man. He's about fifty years old and has salt and pepper hair. He's about 6'2" and has an athletic body. He.