“, replied Arnold and grabbed a jar of lubricant to grease my backdoor. He stuck his index-finger in the jar and pulled it out.. With a wicked smile...he drilled his finger deep in my backdoor and admired the goosebumps that appeared immediately on my back. „Hmmm, you are responding well.“, he said.Then he placed his cock at my tight backdoor and slowly drilled it in. For me it was a sensational feeling to get fucked in a tub and I began to get a little cocky.„Come on, let’s get out of the tub, I. I returned to the garage about an hour after leaving Kate alone. I brought something for her to eat. She refused. I shrugged my shoulders as if to say that I didn't care if she ate or not. "I will leave the food right here." I said placing the food just far enough from the cell so that she would have to get down on her belly to pull the plate to her. "You really are beautiful," I said rubbing my crotch. "Looking at you gives me a fucking hard on." Oh shit just stay away from me you bastard.". I looked at this uncomfortably, vowing that no matter WHAT shethreatened, I wasn’t going to put my tongue THERE. But she had no such plans. She rolled over, so she was sitting on thecarpet, and looked pointedly at me. She stared for a minute, while my mindtried to make sense of what had just happened. Had this really been Mike’smother? Finally she spoke. “What we just did was beautiful, wasn’t it?” I looked at her, my emotions in turmoil. Had I enjoyed this? Fucking-Aye I had. I nodded. She sat her little down on thecounter and I mouthed, 'Sorry' to him. He smiled at me before plunkinghis thumb in his mouth.I felt Amanda kiss the top of my head. "Don't worry, no matter how muchbad parenting advice I get I'm not going to do any of that." Thank you," I told her quietly."Next!" A shrill voice called and Amanda pushed us forward a little waysdown the counter from where the boy sat. I looked at a lady that lookeddisheveled and generally like an angry woman no one wanted to piss.