He’d been a neighbor ever since he were born and they had played nekked in the horse trough and the crik many times as youngsters. When she learned ...about fukkin, of course she would do it with him and marveled how thet little piss hose had grown up into something thet took two hands to hold completely. Her twitchet had been plenty stretched by the time he tried it out but it took a few times before she could feel all of it inside.It didn’t make sense to have on underwear at the barn dance. Yew. It was ok for the occasional client but now there were two of us in residence so to speak and we needed more.“Anything else?” I queried.“Some office stuff like staplers and hole-punchers and …” her voice trailed off.“And what?”“It’s a bit expensive, Miss but another computer. If I’m to write letters and stuff or keep spreadsheets.” “You know spreadsheets?” I said, failing to keep the amazement out of my voice.“Yes, Miss.”“Then another computer is definitely on the list.” I paused and thought a. You see, I'm a 23 year old guy, alone in a dorm room. My mind kept going back to what had just done, and I'd feel guilty about it. But that would bring back memories of how it felt, and I'd get aroused, and then start feeling guilty again because I was aroused. I wanted to use the ring again, right now, but I was trying not to. In an effort to take my mind off of fucking that girl, I turned on the TV to watch the news.At first, the news provided a soothing distraction which let me bury myself. I can hear the girlfriend giggling at my discomfort and then she starts twitching her arsehole around my shaft. Ripples of pleasure running up and down my cock.Then against all reason she starts to slide up and down my shaft. Backing into me then sliding off my cock, just keeping the tip in before backing up again."Well young man, are you going to cover your shame" the old bat demands and whacks me with her walking stick."OW." I shout."You are disgusting , worse than animals." she continues to.