We grew to love this place …playing card games, Escalado and dominoes in this warm and wonderful space, light years away from our 20th century exper...mental existence in Glasgow. Grandma would sit us around the Kitchen table and ply us with Kent’s bounty…slices of apple with damsons, black cherries and gooseberries…little trays of beechnuts and blackcurrants…sherry trifle, ginger beer, cider laced with cinnamon, strawberries with saffron ice-cream…faerie cakes, gingerbread men and sugar. The same thing continued for many days. During these days her attitude towards my father changed. She used to always to show off her cleavage whenever he was around and her nightgowns were always loosely worn. I always used to fantasize her on top of my father. One day when I was studying I heard low voices and I decided to snoop. It was my aunt talking to my mom. She was saying how her husband stopped fucking her ten years ago and how she wanted to leave him. She also told that she wanted to. Just put your dick in my pussy now! He quickly got to his knees and picked her legs up to his shoulders, admiring her highly aroused clit as his dick pushed into her soaked pussy. She took his full 8 inches without problem and began to climax as he pushed into her. Fuck me hard! she cried. Fuck me hard and deep! He laughed lightly at her pleas and began to fuck her with hard, deep strokes. Her pussy was gushing so much juice that it was pushing out beside his dick and he knew she was at her. Because Ann was naked he had fitted his front paws with socks to avoid scratches. Ann walked up and patted the dog and directed his snout into her crotch. He began to lick her which started her moaning. “Good boy” she murmured and, walking to the bench, she knelt on a cushion on the floor and rested her upper body on the bench. He knew exactly what to do. Immediately he mounted her and after two or three false started he found the opening to her sweet love tunnel. Thrusting forward he began.