As we watched Pinky rhythmically lubricating his stiff cock to the beat of the Supremes, Jerry smiled and let out a pleasurable groan as Pinky's cock ...lid all the way in to his ass, to the hilt. Pinky was pumping to the rhythm and Jerry responded, squirming with appreciation. Jerry nudged Pinky backwards, rose to his feet and returned to the table laying on his back, his legs spread high and wide. Pinky d****d Jerry's calves over his shoulders and began to hard fuck Jerry but I could not take. The people there are quiet peaceful and devout. My mother died when I was very young. I remember milking the cows with her, sweeping the sheds, gathering wild mushrooms in the forest and clinging to her skirts as she cast grain amidst frightening hordes of poultry.My father was a modest trader and farmer. He raised me with tenderness and love and imparted to me the tenets of the most holy faith. He taught me to read and we would spend edifying nights by the fireside, our great tom cat Pierre. His eyes were closed when he heard his daughter say, “I practiced Dad, and I had a great teacher. Mandy.” Gary grunted. Emma loved the fierce red lines scorched across her Dad’s bottom. Heather watched and didn’t realise she was actually rubbing her pussy through her knickers, unaware of Mandy’s glare. Mandy caught Emma’s eye, nodded towards Heather and said sternly, “Mum, stop that now.” Heather looked shocked and stuttered, “I .m..m.. so .. sorry.” Mandy stepped in and snapped an order. “Take. "Yes we did. It was kind of a birth control device for us," I lied. There was no need to tell her that her daughter was a slut."But don't you think it's perverted to ... I mean ... anal sex?" she asked, her voice almost a whisper."No, I don't, and neither does Lillian. Now I think it prudent to take certain precautions before jumping into it." Precautions? You mean contraceptives? I don't have any. I did use an enema; I took a long bath and used that nasty thing twice to cleanse my rectum.".