I started to feet like my arsehole might pop, and then it slipped deep into me and fell into position. He let go of it, and lightly stroked his finger...s over my pussy. I shuddered and curled my toes. I clenched my arse, holding onto the snug butt plug. It was a really good feeling. I squeezed my arsehole down onto it a couple more times, closing my eyes to the pleasure. “You're going to swallow my whole dick, tonight,” he said.I felt a twinge of worry. I couldn't deep throat, I always gagged. ..I need it again..fingers, baby, fingers!" Suzi turned over onto her hands and knees, lowering her head until it rested on one arm, while the other hand guided Helen's own between her legs. Moving back slightly Helen squatted down and gently caressed the firm buttocks that now protruded invitingly upwards, each now bearing a red imprint where her own hands had gripped them in the throes of passion. From this position she could see Suzi's sex exposed in all it's glory beneath her puckered anus,. “Why?” she asked me suspiciously and moved again.I got to appreciate that mental image again as she flashed me. Maybe it was a good thing that I didn’t react physically, or she would be in real trouble about now. I grinned broadly and then I chuckled, “I just think it would a nice place for you to broaden your prospects.”She laughed softly, “Anyone, in particular, I should seek guidance from?”“Hum, I think you’ll have more fun finding out for yourself,” I replied smugly.“Bron!” she said in. Back in the kitchen, the roast was resting waiting to be carved and the balance of the main course was in covered dishes. There was nothing to do now but wait.'Ding Dong'"Come on in" I called and soon Trish and Jordan came around the corner."Oh my, this smells absolutely wonderful. I was quite surprised when Jordan told me you said you enjoyed cooking." It's something that I've always liked doing and now that I'm here on my own, it's either eat out, order in or microwave dinners. I'd sooner.