My. . . God! DADDY!” Molly exclaimed from my finger tickling inside her tight outlet.I did not say a word. I just kept my finger inside Molly’s ro...nd ass and let her enjoy the feeling. I knew it was something that she had to get used to, but I could tell she was enjoying it just as much.I could feel her anal sphincter grip onto my finger ever so delicately as I moved it in and out and around inside. Her little ass was giving more and more, becoming looser and looser the longer I massaged. It. The more graphic scenes are mine but the emotions and surrounding history are hers. She was my Great Aunt, great in so many ways for she was the third family member I ever revealed my sexuality to, the first two being my parents. I had known since girlhood that she shared a cottage in Hampshire with her friend, Portia, but had never known their relationship was more than sisterly. When I told her that I was gay, she said, “Me too, darling, me too.”Portia was earthy, rather bohemian and very. One of them, Gavin Dubois, was Ashers partner, a man I never even knew. But somehow, a gun with my prints ended up at the crime scene so now I’m the lead suspect. Well, Tess Reims is. Poor Tess. I stole her identity 2 years ago. I have to figure out how I’m connected to all this… who would want me in jail? I mean besides all those curators I robbed. I have to do some digging myself. I decide to go to the scene of the crime. ~~~~~~~~ It isn’t difficult getting into the subway tunnel. They. I really desire to feel it. I cum several times but he still hasn’t cum. He fucks me with extra-long strokes and sometimes he completely exits my pussy then pushes right back into me. And then it happens. It is pure accident but his dick doesn’t go straight back into my pussy but the head lands between my pussy and my anus. It slips up and since his need is to thrust, his dick finds my other hole, opens my ass, and slides all eight inches deep inside me. I vividly remember the initial surprise.