.. Give it to me hard and deep, baby, I want you so much! Make me your buttfucking toy... Uuuhh yeeees!"She was still rambling while I straightened ba...k on my knees and withdrew my cock halfway and then wedged myself back in all the way until I bumped against her pillowy asscheeks. Carefully, as gently as I could while I kept my anal lust in check, I repeatedly vacated and refilled Judy's tight smooth rectum. At each pass, I let more of my hardness slip out of her anal sheath on the out-strokes. Scott nudged me and shot me a dirty look. I gave him back a look that said, "What?!"When his mother got up to get something out of the microwave, he leaned over and said, "Quit staring at my mother. You're creeping me out."I hadn't realized he'd seen me.There was special desert, which was chocolate pie, with chocolate ice cream on the side. She said it was to celebrate Scott's eighteenth birthday, which had happened while I was taking care of my dad. I hadn't been able to get away for his. "You look lovely," I told her. She gave a shy smile, and responded by slipping her hand into mine. We walked hand in hand down the street, venturing into the same restaurant in which we'd dined the day I'd arrived in China.With it being a public venue, the conversation remained light during dinner. We took our own sweet time, just enjoying the food and each other's company. With our plates clean and the bill paid, we got up to leave. Wendy paused for a second."What do you want to do now?" she. “You aren’t’ naked, little one,” she observed.Kathleen nodded. “I haven’t been out to my gardens yet today.”“Oh,” replied Marge. “What have you been up to?”“A little of this and a little of that. Just now I was having a cup of coffee. Would you like some?”“Coffee would be nice,” responded Marge. “But you don’t need clothes for that.”Kathleen tensed at the words. She had thought that her home might be her sanctuary. But now Marge was trying to expand her authority beyond the backyard.“Marge, I’m.