I slowly pushed my old dick against her young anus, holding onto the sides of her ass, slowly I pushed, she let out a quiet moan which made me even ho...rnier. Her ass opened slightly and accepted my cock and I pushed it in, then a little deeper. She moaned again, “Ohhhhh”, I loved the sounds she was making. I watched my cock going in her ass, then out, then back in. In and out, in and out it went. It was so tight in her ass. I stared down at her. She was ass-up face down with her head turned to. She could feel the cum leaving from her freshly stretched hole. Her panties held the cum next to her pussy and she could feel the warmth of it. Hannah regained her composer, went to the bathroom and cleaned herself. She went about the rest of the day if nothing had happened. When she went home, she quickly undressed and took a hot shower, scrubbing every inch of her. She fell into her bed and cried herself to sleep. The next morning Hannah woke up normally, took a shower and got dressed. She. Just then, the doorbell rang. I could see through the glass in the door that it was the two thugs. Mom shot me a quick, nervous glance, put on a smile, and walked to the door. I sat down and picked up a magazine and began flipping through it. "Yes?" "Ma'am, I'm the one who called, Mr. Johnson. This is my associate, Mr. Wilson. I hate to keep bothering you, but it is crucially important to your son's future that I have a chance to talk with him. We knew he started this way, so we have reason to. His mother firmly held his hands. "Terry, thank god your alright. It's a miracle you survive such a horrible accident. You have been unconscious for three months."Terry smile to lighten up the atmosphere. "I'm alive mom and I'm glad to see you again."His sister punches him in the shoulder. "Ouch, what that for sis?" She snob on his chest. "That's for making me worry and missing Christmas!"An unusual man in a dark trench coat approach Terry and show him a few images. "Good evening Terry. My name.