I cautiously put my finger through my own hole. My finger was barely through when the head of a cock pushed over my knuckle.It was about six inches, t...hick, cut, with a perfectly bell-shaped head. I stroked it, it felt heavy in my hand. It may not have been the old man from before, but this what I had come here for. I wet my lips, licked the head and took him in my mouth. The cock felt so good in me, I savored every inch as it slid down my throat. I switched between bobbing on his dick and. In fact, I admit I got a whoping huge erection watched my Rose take it all the way up her dirt-hole and I knew my best friend Vinnie was in the good stuff deep inside.I heard her laughing and purring like a kitten at his heavy humping and saw her ass cheeks bouncing like billiard balls with his fat dick splitting the two rounded curves into a beautiful, gaped picture of ass fucking paradise. I knew that Josie and Aunt Rose were not closely related, but their asses looked almost identical in. Since Brother Paul had brought her with him that first daywhen he dropped in on her, she had stopped by just about every night.Brother Paul didn't come by often now but she did. Jenny could almostset her watch by her arrival.Jenny put that down to his reluctance to being seen alone with her inher home. He really shouldn't have worried about it she thought. Both heand Madeline were welcome in her home and she made sure to tell themthat when they came by. Derek trusted them after all and a good. He gasped and his glasses steamed up slightly.The magazine shelves were a mess, so she started at the bottom and worked her way up to the top. Just as she was finishing off the shelf second from top, Les came over and asked if she'd like a cup of tea."Oh, yes please. Milk, no sugar, please, Les." She smiled at him again, and he seemed somewhat flattered. She presumed that not many people smiled at Les."Sweet enough, eh?" the old man laughed, then Sandra giggled back. "Listen, sweetheart, you.