Donna groaned as Kenny pulled out of her, and then whimpered when she felt his big prick slide between the cum-soaked cheeks of her ass and press agai...st her asshole."Want it in the back door, Aunt Donna?" Kenny asked."Yes," Donna nodded, reaching back to slap her quivering right buttock with her hand, "fuck me in the ass!"The youngster's dick was coated with the viscous fluids of Donna's spending, and after the head pushed through the tiny opening, it slid easily inside the blonde's ass."Oh,. He put his hand over hers, “if you want the real thing.” She yanked her dildo away. She heard him call, “we have a back room if you want to test it out,” after her. Her pussy was so hot it almost hurt her. As soon as her door was closed, she tore down her pants and rammed the fake cock home. She fucked her herself as fast and as hard she could. The sensation were so incredible she fell over. She imagined Baker ravishing her, him using his big cock to please himself on her body while she took. "She closed her eyes for a moment, summoning her thoughts, and obviously deciding how to start her narrative. Finally, she straightened up a little, opened her eyes and sought mine, then began to tell me what had gone on in her life for the past few weeks."My mother didn't tell me much about the camp, other than it was only for girls, I would be one of the junior counselors, and that the camp was somewhat exclusive, so there wouldn't be that many girls to look after. When I got there, I. . Walker... “ She shook her head, let her voice trail off.Vanessa glanced at me, “Maybe we should commemorate the occasion. An oil painting, say.”Pilar hummed “Master of the House.”I said, “Or a severed head.”Walker touched his throat reflexively.Constance Grayson called me herself. “Harper subpoenaed John Bolton. He’ll be interrogated by one of our investigators in San Francisco. Like to sit in?”“God! I’d love to. Can I tell Gloria?”“We want you to. She can draw up a list of her own.