“Don’t freak out,” she said. “I do this to your father all the time. I stick my finger in it and press your prostate a little and it makes y...u cum harder,” she explained. He grimaced but didn’t protest. But he did make an odd grunt or two as she pressed her finger into his asshole. “Okay, this is really weird,” he finally commented. “Oh be quiet and relax,” she demanded. “I want you to leave a big fucking mess for her. Something she can’t miss.” That said, she started jerking him faster. What was that? Paper airplane?6:12 A.M., Sunday, May 10, 2015Honolulu, HIPaul Macon couldn’t see into the Akrons’ back yard. The fence was lined with foliage on his side of the fence, and on hers. This was why, the little girl had explained to him some time ago, her parents allowed her to run around naked in the back yard. The kids had discussed rigging up periscopes but had never gotten around to it.But they had tossed a ball back and forth, and once a paper airplane. This was why Paul thought. A little friction in the bum is better. You feel more.”“Yeah, going to have to take your word on that too,” my wife half-smiled. She set her laundry basket down and knelt in front of me.“C’mon honey, let’s get your slacks off so you can put your cock in the nice little girl’s ass.”My wife had my pants down and my drooling dick in her mouth a few seconds later. I was as hard as I’d ever been. I was getting oral from my wife with a nubile young blonde waiting for me to sodomize her. Maybe I’d. In her straitened circumstances she never went out and so never met anyone to talk to from one week’s end to the next. Besides that he had paid for last weeks’ groceries, seeming not to notice the cost, and she was becoming desperate for funds.For his part David was definitely interested in meeting her again, as he had high hopes of ‘having his wicked way with her’. There had only been one woman in his bed, and one over his desk, since his wife fell ill three and a half years ago, and his.