So, all the boxes were carefully stacked out of theway of things that Ann and Jonathon wanted to store, and allbut forgotten about.It was seven months...later, Christmas was just around thecorner, and Ann wanted to decorate the house. So, they wentout looking for decorations, but just couldn't find anythingthat they really liked. When they finally got back home,Jonathon remembered the boxes in the attic, and they headedup there. They dug out the boxes marked Christmas, andstarted laying out what. ‘Don’t worry,’ she said ‘just do what you would like to have done to you and I will guide you if necessary.’ I continued to run my hand over her then made my way to her pussy, running my finger tips along the soft, moist slit, coming to rest on her clit. She still had the glass in her hand and poured some of the wine onto her pussy, bidding me lick it up. As I did this, she took a strawberry, removed the stalk and crushed the fruit. Then her hand intervened in my tongues ministrations and she. (forcing me) ... her own voice echoing to her from far away. Gina curled up on the bed and trembled. Only insane people heard voices in their heads. The sane thing to do would be to submit...(fight) ... to her mother's will. How could she ever have thought that her own mother could not be trusted? Listen to how confident she sounded, how...(different from before) ... assured she was that she knew what was best for Gina. After all, she had been right about Gina exploring her sexuality. It felt. I’m about to sodomize my daughter-in-law!” I warned everyone as I eased my prick into Billie’s bottom one inch at a time.It was a tortuously long entry, mostly to make Billie sweat just a little, but also to get her used to my girth in particular. I wasn’t the longest, of course, but I had a pretty thick dick and everyone in our group knew it by now. What was fantastic for vaginal sex could be very tricky for anal. I didn’t want to split Billie, but again, I had the ulterior motive of making.