Her pink rosebud sank in as she tensed, realizing that was the object of my attention, and I intended to play with it. Hers was a pretty asshole -- sl...ghtly dark around the rim and bright pink where the wrinkles converged. I rubbed one of my still-wet fingers around it. She wouldn't budge. I noticed she had hair growing around the perimeter of her anus. Holding a tuft between my thumb and forefinger, I pulled gently. Her sphincter relaxed and I quickly slipped the tip of a finger in. She. Rachel would have to take her as she was. Well, she could brush her hair, but that was it.She leaned forward and slipped her breasts into her bra. She'd hated them when she'd first started developing, but that had changed the first time she'd tried to run with a pair of boobs. That'd hurt. She'd been 12, and didn't have much, but even that little bit had been uncomfortable. Other girls complained about how their bras pinched. One of the few things she'd taken away from her time with her Aunt. He soon shot his full load into my mouth."Oh, Madam… you sure know how to suck cock" He exclaimed."I will wait for you here in an hour…” I said to him.I was wearing just a black night gown when he came back. Now he was wearing just a tight t-shirt and jeans which showed off his muscular frame. We kissed at the doorway. I showed him some room service food."Are you hungry?" I asked him.“Only for some nice tight blonde married pussy" He answered.He picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. He. There seemed to be two separate and distinct scents, two hot cunts, the aromas wafting over him together. He eyed the house balefully. He wanted to go up and scratch on the back door. But he was hesitant. He was brave enough, but he was not inclined to approach strange humans who sometimes hit him with a stick. With a little grunt, the big brute curled up, his head resting on his forepaws.He was going to wait there... although he had no idea what it was that he was waiting for. That aroma was.