‘Catch you later Aunt Paula,’ I called out before heading inside. The air in my bedroom was hot and stuffy when I entered so I opened the window. ...The sound of Aunt Paula’s voice instantly filled my room. ‘If I was twenty years younger I wouldn’t be sitting here talking to you but up stairs shagging the face off of your Danny.’ I started to breath slowly frightened that they would know that I was there. ‘Why, isn’t Bob doing it for you anymore?’ Mom teased. There was a moment’s silence. ‘Bob. ‘It’s good to see you, Russ. Anthony’s in the basement.’ Anthony and I had gone to high school together and were good friends, but he left for college after graduation. Now that it was early May, he was home for the summer, having just completed his junior year. I went down to the finished basement and found Anthony racking balls on the pool table. ‘Christ, man, what happened to your face?’ he asked when he saw my black eye. ‘Did you get that at work?’ ‘Good to see you, too, Anthony,’ I said.. A very thick shaft was pressing against Jorge’s inner musculature, producing a lot of pain to make him whimper and quiver incoherently. His hands had come off his ass cheeks as the man was now sliding in and out of his stretched asshole. Jorge braced himself as the strong hands began to push and pull his hips back and forth over his cock length. Jorge tried to adjust his legs to the optimum angle as his ass kept on taking the deep penetration and getting fucked. As most of his girls had been. And she did feel some comfort in that the others were obviously quite familiar with this kind of thing, and didn’t actually seem to overly fazed by it. Maria figured that if she knew how this hairbrush felt now, she’d make damn sure Anthony didn’t have much occasion to use it once they were wed! “If you’re ready for the next stage, Maria, take your position over my lap,” commanded Stella. Maria mustered her courage and, for the second time that evening, draped herself across another’s lap so.