.. It's probably okay to take a little more control.' Funny the way certain moments will ingrain themselves deep in your mind.I took Marcella's hand... and yanked her up from the couch. They both looked at me smiling, which was different from how it really happened. In truth, eight years earlier in my mother's living room, they were both very surprised by everything that happened next."This is my favorite part." Marcella grinned.I spun her violently toward the couch, grabbed the hem of her. "Sir?" she said. "I asked you a question." No, sorry," I stammered. "You're right." I'm glad we agree," she said, "It looks like a good fit, but I would waitwith the verdict until you're given the right undergarments to go along withit." Undergarments?" I asked worried."Of course, sir," she said, "You've noticed yourself that the fits moresnuggly than men's shirts. If you wore a t-shirt underneath, it would bunchup quite unsightly. Anyhow, madam has requested a new wardrobe from theground up. It was our good friend. You must have known that I like him and that I would never be able to say no if ever the question came up. I intended telling you when I had the opportunity."The sperm was providing enough lubrication that without much pressure I was entering her rear hole even though I was not fully erect. I stopped with just the head inside and made very slight and slow movements. After being in a very loose hole this was starting to feel great so I was becoming erect again. Usually,. She was staring at me with her big brown eyes and I gave her a big smile and licked my lips, then pulled her to me to show her how to kiss. I knew she'd been warned already, but I didn't care and I let my hands take over fondling her ass almost right away.It was a struggle, but I backed off since I intended to treat her the same as the others. She'd get a proper introduction only after we made it to our cave, but it did make me want to get the show on the road. It didn't mean I had to skip a.