" "Did you ask him if he would fuck your bum?" "No, he told me right from the start that he thought it was disgusting." "And how do you feel about it?... "I've never really thought about it if I'm honest. It's not like I've had it and I miss it. I've never had it so I don't know if I'm missing out." "Would you like to try it?"Arlene blushed even more. "You are one horny young man, mister, asking your own step-mum if she would like to have anal sex," she said with a smile on her face as she leaned. He used his other hand to thrust his fingers in and out of her pussy. Please, I-I beg you…oh, god! Elise panted, feeling an incoming orgasm. It barreled into her stomach and raced through her body as his fingertips roughly massaged her G-spot. He powered her through two more orgasms before she became close to insane and she could feel his hunger and savage pleasure growing. Oh, PLEASE! She felt empty when he jerked away from her only to untie and lower her legs down to the bed. He covered her. She moans softly as I probe her tightness.“Does daddy fuck you here?”“No,” she moans softly, “never has.”“Have you ever been fucked here?”“A very long time ago, yes.”“You want it again don’t you?”“Yes.” She whimpers as I add a third finger stretching her.“How long has it been since you’ve had your ass fucked Mom?”“Years,” she gasps as I add a tongue to the mix.“Ever have your ass eaten?”“No,” she whimpers as my fingers slid out and as my tongue strokes her tight hole her hips rock back onto my. James was feeling but I felt pretty sure she'd want to get on with her life. It's just the kind of person she is.Mrs. James called on Wednesday and told me she'd be home early Friday afternoon. She asked if I could have dinner with her so we could catch up and talk about my portrait."Sure, if that's what you want to do. I thought you might want to take some time off to, uh, get over Emile's death." Death is part of life, Terry. It happens, we grieve, we get over it. Now, for dinner on Friday,.