I had the perfect view of her lovely pussy stretched to capacity, taking all of Tanya’s big, awesome penis.“Fuck my arse, stud!” Angela moaned, ...�� Use my backdoor!“ reaching back and spreading her cheeks apart to give me the perfect view of her tight little rosebud. She only had to ask me once. I slid forward, down Tanya’s belly, aimed my prick at her arsehole and shoved slowly. Angela groaned, though in pain or pleasure I couldn’t tell, as I began to fuck her giving her long, hard strokes in. . she had the feeling that in them lay the answer.It was no good, she said to herself with a sigh, and got up. She padded to the kitchen after throwing a robe around her, put on the coffee and then idly ambled into the living room. There, strewn before her morose, anguished eyes, were the evidences of last night's crime. The camera... still where her husband had left it, the scattered pictures of them in living color performing like two animals, the other pictures and the newspaper on the. Mum came back in with sharon who was a little teary eyed, I wondered if she could smell the sex in the air or not. Sharon was mum’s friend, ten years younger than her, she had a pretty face with blonde hair, big tits and a nice round arse. I got up and offered to make tea but mum said perhaps something stronger. i went to the kitchen and pourd us all a whisky and necked mine straight away, still tasting mums pussy on my lips. I then went back into the living room, giving them there drinks. I. “Ha! I wish. But no, I think that would be a bad idea.”“Yeah,” I agreed. I gave her a bear hug, lifting her off the ground, and she hugged back just as tightly.“Thanks, kid. I needed that,” I murmured in her ear.“Mmm. Any time,” Celeste said, kissing me again. She let me go then, her eyes sparkling, and bounded after her sister. I got into the truck and headed home. Maybe Cassie had been right. Certainly, she conceived sometime in that first few days that we were together. Celeste did not: it.