Then the dildo by my ass pushed into me andI felt it go all the way in. I would have shuddered at this point but ofcourse I could not move at all. As ...he dildo up my ass began to come outI felt the dildo against my vagina push against my labia and penetrateme. It also vibrated! I heard my body begin to make soft moaning soundsas it slid all the way into my pussy, vibrating all the time. As thedildo started to slid out the one in my ass slid back in and soon bothwere thrusting in and out of me.. It doesn’t take long before she is smooth, what a difference, I catch the odd stray hair with another razor and it is done, her fanny lips sticking out all fat and puffy against the soft skin. I run my tongue over her, kissing her fanny as I go. The balm not as nice to taste as the strawberry lube.I stand up and half turn the swing around with my mother still strapped in.“What you doing”“You’ll see”I get behind her and help her up and adjust the strap around her back so she can sit up. And I gave it up anyway. I gave it up because you went somewhere better. And you were supposed to find someone better. You went somewhere far from here. You wanted to get away. Away from everything here. And me.’ ‘You knew I was leaving even before we got together. The whole thing was East Coast or nothing. Of course I had to get away. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love it here, at home. But I needed to get out and experience life on my own. Meet new people, see new places, do new things. And. February 14th, Valentine's day. That was the day I first met David Stone, the man in my famous picture. Stone was a good name for him as most of his features could have been chiseled out of rock. His face seemed to be grimacing even when he was not and the hardened muscles of his wiry build bulged through his fitted dress shirt.As he strode in through the front door of the diner I smiled as he drifted into the table booth and gave me a short smile when I gave him my standard "Need a date for.