"Welcome to your Black Bear Mountain home-from-home, ladies," he said and opened the inner door that led to the main living-room and kitchen of the re...ently renovated cabin. Al pushed Fiona and her daughter into the room and closed the door behind him."Quite a place you've got here," he said.It was warm and softly lit. The polished, waxed, wooden floor was covered with a number of deep-pile rugs and one enormous bearskin was spread in front of a cheerfully blazing open fire. The living area was. I have always been the latter.I began to have sexual feelings for my step-mother and whenever I masturbated, my thoughts began to turn towards her panties. I then borrowed a couple of pairs from the airing cupboard and used them to help fulfil my fantasies. Before long I began to have thoughts about her panty drawer and what its contents may look like. I got the opportunity when I was alone in the house one Saturday afternoon. I sneaked to her bedroom and had to open two or three draws to find. Rich saw her fingers sunk into the soft flesh around her asshole as she pulled her cheeks open. He saw the patches of brown fuzz that framed the head of his cock entering her most intimate opening. She grunted and pushed toward him and he watched his cock enter her ass like a snake retreating into its nest. Jane seemed to go crazy when she felt him in her ass. It felt tight and slightly dry, but she focused on relaxing, knowing she would stretch as he moved in and out. She did, and the. Whod you marry that Ron fellow, I saw you with. No no definitely not that arse, thank God. I married the boy from school the one I wanted for years Harry Potter, Harry James Potter the man of my dreams, my soul mate. huh from school huh If you.. he was all that why the Ron guy, Oh its a long story, just say I was tricked and lied to, but I discovered the truth, before it got too late thanks the heavens above and now Im Mrs. Harry Potter, the future mother of Harrys children. Oh ok, whats this.