It hurt a little bit but then it began to feel good and I felt him begin to twist and turn his fingers inside my asshole and that and his cock made me...feel like I was in heaven. My lust was so strong that I grunted urging him to keep on doing it and doing it.I was breathing heavy. I was panting and groaning and screaming at him and then he began to fuck me faster and faster and he was fucking me so hard that it felt like he was going deeper and deeper but he couldn't because he was all the way. The waves of impending climax are building up to a crescendo inside her."Please... Oh I need fucked hard... now!" Annie pleads for mercy from this delicious onslaught on her most intimate treasure.He promptly turns her on her stomach, raising her hips up to meet his stiff erection. Using his finger as before, he rims her anal hole, ensuring she is ready for him. She is soaking wet and purring like a kitten, clinging to her bedsheet, desperate to feel him inside her. His hard maleness probes the. She asked me to sit with her on the settee and we settled down to watch. When it ended I stood to go home but she said I could stay over if I wished. Not wanting to chance rejection I asked if she meant I should sleep on the settee but she came close and whispered that, if I preferred to I could, or I could just sleep in her room instead!Taking my hand she led me to her boudoir. Standing at first at the foot of her bed we kissed and groped around a bit then she sat on the bed end and asked me. He does that all the time. Then they just went on talking. From that day on I did this when ever I had the chance. I found out where mom kept her old stockings, To this day I don’t know why a woman wold keep old torn or laddered stockings, I got really into it now and would take a stocking and rub it on my dick, a truly fantastic feeling not as good as rubbing it on mothers foot but all the same it felt good. I would put one in my pants while home with mom. She told me it was ok when we were.