”“He wouldn’t really touch me anyway,” Emily said.“With a body like yours,” I said, standing up. I started to walk away and she watched me...with eager eyes. “And if you sent him the wrong signals? Trust me, honey. I know your father much better than you do. He’s a very sexual man. He wouldn’t be able to stop himself.”“Oh,” she said, her face a darker shade. The look in her eyes was priceless. She was stunned as her mind tried to grip what I was telling her. “He definitely enjoyed what he saw. He positioned his cock head covered in slipperiness at my anus; I tried to relax as I felt the pressure increasing at my anal opening. Slowly my asshole began to swallow his swollen prong. Then he stopped. As I became accustomed to his size, he began pressing into me again. He massaged my clit from behind as he jammed his cock into me. I felt a wave of pleasure beginning to roll. Finally my asshole surrendered to his constant pressure and his cock filled my ass. He started slowly but soon. Both victims silently aware of their tormenter sitting nonchalantly munching plums while happily grinning down from the gate, watching their abject discomfort. Mother cracked first, he knew she would, head shaking desperately, trying to dislodge one persistent little insect from walking across her nose, the annoyed wasps rising from the vantage point, then within seconds settled once more on the sticky body, first one woman then the other, wriggled, jerked and attempted to shift the little. She pushed her pussy towards her face again “put your tongue out slag, go on lick my pussy like you where licking my boyfriends cock, get in there and make me cum bitch!”The woman finally pulled her tongue out and licked towards Frankie clit, but she tried to pull back obviously not liking the taste, but Frankie still holding her head pushed her back towards her clit, this time her tongue snaked out and she started to lick Frankie’s clit, but not good, not like Frankie was used to, she would.