I slipped one finger up her hot, tight ass pushing the lube inside. I finger fucked her ass feeling Mike's cock pumping back and fourth in her pussy. ...etting her asshole all lubed up I slipped another finger up inside her."Fuck my ass Babe, I am so ready for your big cock up my ass.!" Sue squealed. I slipped my fingers from her ass and moved up rubbing my slippery cock against her puckered asshole. Pressing the head against her tight little opening I slowly pushed just the head of my cock up. I even had a little quarrel with someone over this, and she was really pissed at me about it. It was just the thought of losing her that takes me away from my control and makes me do things that I’m not supposed to do.Days passed and it was finally the time for my departure back to London. She came with me to the airport. My mother and sister were also in for the journey. They had taken another taxi while I and Smriti shared one. During the taxi journey, she didn’t say a word. I didn’t have the. Four single iron bedsteads with thin mattresses had been squeezed into the space. One small cabinet stood beside each bed and a single battered plain wood wardrobe stood by the door.“Take off your uniform, hang it up in the wardrobe. You will find a night dress in there. Put it on. Then get into bed.”“Do I have to wear the nightgown? I usually sleep naked.”“Really? Well here you do not. You will find it is not warm in here. Besides, it is easier to wash a nightgown than to be forever cleaning. Something had to be done,the witchy on steroids old crone decided, but what? The morning afteranother party, the Fag-Hag was beginning to feel depressed, an internalresponse about her role in last night's occult bookstore party climate.She should have handled those drug-crazed motorcycle goons better whenall the serious drinking began. One of them was this ruffian withluminous red hair, unleashing his drunken macho venom on her nephewTommy.This unruly rascal tormenting her openly gay houseguest.