My cunt was tingling with want and was pounding so hard it nearly hurt. “Hello,” I was trying to keep my voice regular and it came out almost as s...queaky as Roxie’s. “I’m Bill.” “Luna.” “His name is Bill. That’s short for William.” I thought as I watch him get closer to me and whisper into my ear. “Luna, would you like to go for a walk?” I could only nod; my voice was not going to work anytime soon. He led me to the backyard, away from society and noise. My knees trembled as I walked, my heart. Rob averted his eyes and stared at his feet.With an off-handedness that he didn’t quite feel, Rob casually flipped the board up into his hand and leaned against the wall. He glanced at the girl. Trying to concentrate on her face this time: Kelly Dean, dark-haired, gorgeous eighteen years old; wouldn’t be seen dead with a loser like him. Rob looked back at his unlaced trainers again as the girl walked on without sparing him a glance.He sighed and dropped his board back onto the ground preparing. I'll tell you when you can go faster. All right?" "Yes, Mom." Henry mounted his mother, holding his enormous cock in hand, fitting the spongy, cum-oozing knob into the rubbery ring of her asshole. Margaret held her ass cheeks wider apart, shuddering as she felt the first pressure of his cockhead on her red, horny asshole. Then it was boring into her, stretching her shit sphincter wide, making her rubbery ass channel suck and spasm uncontrollably on the invading thickness of his. Camera 3 showed another girl's room, but this one messier, clothing strewn about, bed unmade, posters of various teen heartthrobs on the wall.She gasped at what Camera 4 showed. A barely legal girl, perhaps eighteen, peeling off her t-shirt, her firm, round breasts bouncing free. She had black hair and looked so similar to the picture of Subject 1, Maria Talon.“Oh, Mom, take my cherry! Make me a woman.”A hot shudder ran through Deidre, her cheeks flushing. She had not expected this revelation.