"Lick his ass Steve" Kyle said and I looked over at him and he was stroking h is cock looking at Steve work me over. So, I turned around and leaned a...ainst the nearby table and Steve pulled my hairy ass cheeks apart and started to French kiss my asshole. FUCK it felt so fucking good! I could feel my hole relaxing and tightening as Steve worked his young tongue around my anus. "Oh Fuck Yeah". I kept saying, pushing my ass into the boy's face. Then Steve pulled his face away and said "Fuck. It was irrational. He had kissed her, that showed some desire for her on his part, but she still wondered. Would he hurt her? Would he be another typical male? Pain and uncertainty crept in. She wasn’t the waif. She wasn’t some athletic model type. Would he find her desirable? She just prayed he would. Her classes and friends at school had kept her busy enough that her thoughts had not been consumed by the kiss. She had been allowed reprieve during the day and was the better for it. The. Lusa, now ten, wanted to go with us and considered me her husband in all matters. Dad was still dad and the males ruled the roost in our country. Mom didn't say so but she made it known that it was done with her approval. Eventually dad had his way but would have to pay for it later one way or another.With gasoline still rationed I pushed the car much faster than it would normally go when the engine set just above idle. This allowed our meagre supplies to be stretched even further. We bought. “We are not having this conversation,” he said with finality.“Fine!” she sputtered, “Be that way!”She sprung from her chair and rushed through the gate and into her house, slamming the back door as she went.Ross didn’t care. He was enjoying his whisky and the night air. He probably enjoyed it a bit too much that night. At one point, he looked down at his bottle and saw it was half empty. It had been full when he stepped out here to do some sipping.He groaned and squinted at it, wondering how.