"My butt is up in the air and my head is down on my pillow. I turn my head and look at the wall. I feel the weight of his body on my bed. He's scootin... forward between my legs. I let out air when his penis rubs against my pussy. I close my eyes. My pillowcase is wet from my tears.He's moving his penis around. He's trying to find the right position. He pushes and his penis slips down. The position wasn't right. He searches again and this time I know his penis is in the right place. He presses. Raising her arse in the air”. Auntie appeared with an anal speculum. “Okay s*s open up our arse i want to check your stepsons handy work” she inserted the speculum and we gazed into her darkest secret sanctum as she withdrew it mums anus was left gaping “oh auntie it wont close”. “True my boy that’s cause there’s no shit in there the body has relaxed. “Oh can i have a p*o in mum’s shitter that’ll close it. Auntie gave me an appraising look you are an evil little git with a filthy mind. She. I was about to mention this to Bill but as I turned around there he was in the middle of the building with his trousers and pants already down to his knees."Come on then, we haven't got long ...and it was a good shot!" He said smiling at me. God, I'm so easy. Over I went and squatted down in front of him...grabbing his cock and putting it my mouth. He soon stiffened up and was fully erect as I rolled his foreskin back. He was enjoying fucking my mouth. I felt a hand on top of my head and could. Patrick Noon was a fifty-year old retailer who owned a chain of underwear and lingerie outlets. He had met verity on a marketing and modelling campaign and had taken her to dinner. Like most men he was entranced. In the car on the way home she leaned across and kissed him on the neck. The hem of her tiny dress had risen to reveal her butterfly panties and he had been staring down her to lasciviously looking at her breasts fro most of the evening. The sight of her and her proximity made his.