When we had sex alone, Peter liked to call me ‘Aunty' Rose and I had no complaints as it definitely seemed to make him even hornier. When we’d st...arted out, he knew nothing. I’d had to teach him everything about sex and women. Not that I’m complaining - it continued to be a fun journey for both of us. I’d never dated a younger guy before but I’d found that it certainly had it benefits – for one, he was so grateful to be allowed anywhere near me. “Right there,” I said, as he swept his tongue. You will be wearing your thong bikini bottoms after breakfast; I want your ass fully exposed,” I told her, knowing she wouldn’t be free from her guilt until it was finished. “We will see to your punishment when I arrive.”“Thank you Master, I’m already feeling better about the matter. Although I probably won’t enjoy the day much, I know I can be freed of my guilt,” she said with a smile as she leaned in and kissed me. We got out of the shower and I helped her get dry and dressed. I then sent her. The heat melted into my cunt full of his fingers. My eyes squeezed shut as he plundered my rectum. His fingers pressed deep into me. I gasped and moaned, my voice echoing through the boy's locker room. We could get caught at any moment.Wonderful.This naughty delight surged through me. He fucked his tongue in and out of my asshole, stimulating me. It mixed with the silky friction of his fingers in my twat. He buried so deep into me, making my nubile body tremble.“Daddy!” I squealed and. She wasn’t too happy to swallow my junk. They stormed off and went to tell their friends what a pig I was.I was feeling pretty good by this point. It was later in the evening. I wanted to go into the house and talk to Mrs. Lawler. I hoped to speak to her and maybe ask if she’d like to get high. My buddy was okay with me talking to her. I was hoping she’d want to do more than talk. I had heard that MILF’s are horny mother fuckers. I was hoping she’d be more like them.~~~I walked into the house..