She had beautiful legs, in my opinion. She actually was a beautiful girl, with a cute face, and the most gorgeous long straight black hair. I walked... up to her, and gently wrapped my arms around her and gave her a hug, and wiped away the tear that was on her cheek. She looked me in the eye, then looked down, and said softly "Thanks, Mike ..." I took the sweat pants from her hands, and knelt down. She put her hands on my shoulders to stabilize herself as she put her feet into the pants. “Looks like you and the wife are a lot kinkier than I thought,” Tanya said, “or maybe not. This doesn’t look like it’s been used much at all. Maybe never.” “Well, I … ah …” “Shut up,” Tanya said, “and close the door. Now.” I did as she asked and turned to face her. “You want this cock?” she teased. “You want me to fuck you up the ass with this? You want to be my bitch?” My cock was instantly erect. The answer to her question was obvious: fuck yeah. I wanted to be her bitch. “Take. “No fucking way Oxy. That was play in So’ Bermmun’s Junkyard. This is real and will get you killed.”“Come on, Mom, we beat it ninety-five times out of a hundred,” I added.“It’s that 5% that bothers me.” Mom pointed out.I took Oxy’s side, “Oxy is quicker than she ever was. It’s that 5% that made it interesting.”“Quicker at getting you off, maybe. I haven’t seen Oxy move her ass in more than a fast walk lately, and then only when someone yells lunch.”“What the hell are you people talking about?”. Pulling my hair making and me growl and whimper in ecstasy. Moving your hips to slide down the walls inside, widening me spreading me as pussy juices coat your throbbing cock as slides in and out with ease, my squirting juices totally soaking you as I cum again. In such exquisite pleasure already getting achy, you shove two fingers in my ass, opening that as well, my body shakes as you enter the tiny orifice that is my asshole. You bite my neck, my shoulders, riding me hard, adding a third.