Amazingly this seemed to last forever, we both just kept cumming! Finally I collapsed on his chest in exhaustion his cock still buried deep inside me....It was the best sex of my young life, but Ty was still hard and had a little left in him. Did I mention what a stallion he is? He rolled me over and now with me laying on my back on the bed and him on top he starting fucking me some more. My poor pussy was feeling sore and I was so spent but I liked that he was still fucking me. His muscular arms. He romped back up the stairs, taking them two at a time, and headed for his parents bedroom. Once there he made for the wardrobe, and his mothers clothes. She was a slight woman, but this was of no matter at the moment; her clothes were a good fit for Brian's immature body. Smiling he drew his hand across her dresses, reveling in the sensual feel. Dreamlike he walked to the cherished drawer, slid it open and delved into the silky contents. His erection poked through the gap in his dressing. She played a little good cop bad cop and handcuffed me to the bedposts, legs and arms spread. She told me I needed “punishment” for being naughty. I couldn’t see behind me but I could feel her grinding against my asshole the same way I was doing it to her. What astonished me was that I was almost begging for it, raising my butt and whispering dirty things to myself. She went on like this for a while and I realized I had to ask for it. I couldn’t reach around and grab it like she did to me.. Claire gave me another smile. I knew she was pleased with her luck. She reached for Pete’s hand and they left for our house. My head was spinning. I had so many thoughts going through my mind. I hadn’t noticed the next woman had already chosen the next set of keys and people were looking around. I suddenly focused and realized they were mine. I stepped forward. The woman holding them was Bryony. She was a housewife from the road. She was always very quiet, a little plain looking, but very.