One of my friends had introduced me to smelling his mom's panties and I started to smell my mom's whenever I had to do laundry. But this was the first...time I got smell fresh pussy. I went quitely back to my room and again started to stroke my cock thinking of mom's pussy. That is when I came up with a plan. The third night I made sure to hang around my parents just before bedtime. I watched them take the sleeping pills. I even asked them what they were doing. Dad explained that they were not. He plays the cello. I don’t know what he’s going to follow up, really.” “Hmmm…” Martina sipped her tea, her inquiries leading to nothing. She would just have to wait to see. As it was her first day, Olivia gave Martina a gentle start, merely showing her around and pointing out a few things, which she liked to be just so. “I want you to feel like this is your home, Martina. After seven pm, your time is your own, but if you need any flexibility, just let me know. Also, you can consider weekends. . EEEEK!!" At that point, she saw him standing in the archway of the bathroom and frantically tried to cover herself with the towel she had been using on her hair. "Cal! You get out of here, right now!! What do you think you're doing?"A touch of hysteria crept into her voice and Cal had decided beforehand that his best tactic if that happened was to remain motionless and silent. He would not, however, look away, and he barely restrained laughter as she fumbled with the towel, frantically trying. "I squirted the lubricant on my ass and positioned the big dildo at my opening, pushing firmly back as the toy popped through my ass-ring and easily, if somewhat painfully, drove into my gaping ass."Now fuck it," Jack ordered.As instructed, I began to rock back and forth on the rubber rod, the friction on my prostrate quickly replacing the discomfort with a feeling of immense pleasure. My cock was dripping with precum as I fucked the black rubber dick."Damn, you are one horny little slut," Jack.