She cracked a subtle smile and took a drag on her vape. "Go on", she instructed.I started to stroke my now hard cock slowly, hoping for some further i...struction, but she just continued to vape. After what seemed like an eternity she finally said: "do you want to touch me?".I didn't hesitate and slipped a hand up her pyjama top. I cupped a breast which was firm and large, previously indiscernible when covered by a loose fitting pyjama top. I leaned in and placed a nipple in my mouth and gently. Some two hours after he had returned home he said, "Go upstairs and remove your skirt and knickers, I will deal with you shortly."Sheila did not speak but her cunt twitched as she got up from her chair and went upstairs. Having removed her skirt and knickers she looked at her large round and soon to be belted buttocks in the mirror before positioning herself over the pillows, arse raised.She had been there almost fifteen minutes and both her cunt and arse were twitching when she heard her. . and right now, my pleasure was to empty my cum DEEP into her asshole."AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" I growled out as my first spasm shot my cum into her. The next few spasms made her cum as well. I continued to pump and pound as my spasms continued and stream after stream of my hot, sticky cum basted her insides. Once my spasms slowed, I gave her one final thrust all the way in and held her there by the hips, impaled on my cock, as my throbbing eased. I opened my eyes and saw her. It has been there since childhood, and is not the result of a single incident, but rather of multiple encounters with the driveway, the tree limb, the hockey stick, and any other hard object in the vicinity. When she has had quite enough guff, thank you very much, she leads with that chin, and the scar becomes visible. I believe this to constitute truth in advertising, a visual warning, similar to a tiger’s growl, signifying that your continued existence is only on her sufferance. I love this.