I was Brenda, the slut.When it felt right I stod and undid the hook and eye gusset of my basque before going on all fours onto the bed. Do me sowly I ...aid, looking over my shoulder at him. Very slowly, OK? He nodded, taking some KY from the bedside table and gently applying it to my hole.I felt his hands on my hips, falterinly tender, and then the feel of his cock as it nubbed against my hole, teasing me with its hot touch. Michael gently pushed, and I felt myself start to open to take him. Just come out with it." She laughed."I don't need to. You got the message." Ann took a sip of her coffee then became serious."You said something about what Rob had got up to before we were married." I nodded unwillingly. I didn't want to trash my brother now he was dead, but I had to tell Ann the truth."It was at his Stag night. We got to the 'Fox' about seven thirty. There was all his mates from work there, all wanting to pour ale down their necks, and Rob was going to keep them company. I was. So since I was on my own (my parents were out with my bratty littlebrother) I had settled down in the back garden to do a bit of gardening.It was a little hobby that I had. Most of the plants and flowers in thegarden had been planted by me. I had to be careful though. I had apotentially fatal allergy to bee stings. We had found that out when I wassix and had gotten stung. I knew the drill now though. Don't bother thebees and they won't bother you.I was just taking some cuttings from the roses. I started kissing her and finger fucking her she ejaculated twice during finger fucking. I started sucking her boobs any by now my dick was erect again. I got off the bed and slowly made her get out of bed. I took her in my arms and fucked her like crazy and ejaculated in her pussy.Then we fell on my bed and by now we were completely exhausted. We clicked some snaps and vowed to continue this relationship and keep it a secret. Again I tongue fucked her and drank all her cum. She hugged me.