She was wearing a white summer dress with flowers that fit her curves to a tee. I came to a complete stop. She must of heard me catch my breath becaus... she looked right into my eyes. Her smile lit up her face even more. If I had been further down the isle I would of looked back to see who she was looking at with the look on her face. I felt my face get warm and I knew that my cheeks were bright red. I fumbled to get something off the shelf to my left to break eye contact. I heard her chuckle. They say they gave me their genes and brought me up with a good education and values and to think for myself, and so they’re kind of there for me, to go to, but now I have to be myself and start applying what I’ve learned and do my own learning too.“And I’m not always dressed in here so they don’t come in. I just have to keep the music reasonable,” she grinned. “What shall we have? Muse? There’s a good playlist somewhere.” She fiddled with her phone and a red YouTube screen filled the big TV on. Then he opened her bottom cheeks and rammed his rod, hard, fast purple veined, thick and fat and nine inches into Phoebe’s stretched asshole in one sudden p-u-ush... “You bitch, it was a painful movement for Phoebe to absorb. Cole’s balls slapped into Phoebe’s brown hair wreathed pink vagina before she could say a thing. A pained moan escaped her lips as the swollen penis plowed filling her fragrant shit field chute to capacity.“Nobody has ever put it back there. You’re much too big for me back. I whispered to him quietly so he could barely hear me. "There now, love, didn't that feel good. Did you have a nice spurt?" He moaned in the affirmative as I allowed the tips of my fingers to trace up the underside of his shaft. They found his glans, still swollen but so sensitive to my touch. I rested my fingers on the spot and I felt him tense. "It's ok boy, you're going to shoot again. Just leave yourself in my hands." He whined a little, not yet ready to be touched after such a heavy come.