I wanted to call out, but I was scared if someone had come home unexpectedly that my yells would cause all the more problems… Then the door opened. ...“That was a good pet. I had to go poop before I let you eat my ass.” She laughed and I gulped. I had fantasized biting and eating her ass as she paraded out to the pool and back in over the last few weeks, but… I felt her back up to my face and could sense her pulling her cheeks apart. “Lick me, slut. Eat my shit hole. Stick your tongue in. It was a joy rolling back his foreskin and easing his glistening bell end into my mouth for a good suck. Carol was all over Irene feeling and sucking in all the right places. Pat gave my cock a good hard sucking before Carol pronounced that Irene was ready for some cock.My wife bent over the back of a well padded arm chair, her legs astride exposing her wet gaping cunt. Pat stood behind her with me to one side to guide his cock into her waiting hole, Carol held he piss flaps apart and the. She wore her hair up in a more formal style, revealing tantalizing glimpses of supple neck and glittering diamonds decorating each ear. She was a vision, but not one of his own making.He remembered her gasp when she opened package, and how its contents overflowed its edges, as though it had suddenly taken its own deep breath, increasing its volume to double the box's capacity. The material was black as night, and reflected the light as though it was partly metallic. When she lifted it from the. Monica still wanted him although he had set up her with John, she still wanted him to find love and would love to have another session with him to see what he had learned since there one and only fling. Pete had always called her “Aunt” M since the loss of his mother at 16 to a drunk driver his father had disappeared when he was a baby. With no other living relatives Monica had started looking after him even though she was only 26 and his neighbour. Monica had got him the job here and he had.