Underneath was a trapdoor. Next to the trapdoor was a separate latch. The old woman pressed and pulled on it, trying to make it release.Then Maria hel...ped her, and they both heard a loud thump as the false flooring, hinged on one side beneath the wagon, fell away. Now they could slip out through the trap door and not be noticed by the soldiers. All that could be seen was the false bottom hanging down, protecting anything behind it from being seen in the flickering light of the burning. Woooh slow wiv your cunt babe. Stop, that's it sit down deep, deep, deep. Nice and slow, down you go. That's it cum, that is nice, your piss is so hot babe. Go on wriggle about, I can feel your womb now, relax on me. Let me hold you in my arms. There. almost, Bit more, nearly. Good girl,' Winston commented to help her.'Oh, Oh , Oh, Mr Winston, I am going, feels like my ass is joining my pussy. woooo, yeah. I am cumming. Go on push into me deeper, get in my womb please, do it quick.Make me a. I finally worked my cock all the way into his ass and it felt just as good, if not better than any pussy I’ve ever had. Then I pulled my cock almost all the way out and thrusted it back in with a lot of force. This caused him to scream but he didn’t pull away. In the midst of all of this, Lisa had come out of the bathroom without us noticing. She was leaning against the wall playing with her pussy as I fucked her son’s ass. The look on her face was one of pure ecstasy. I continued fucking. For the last 3 or 4 weeks she had regularly caught the young man staring at her before quickly turning away. She would often however spend much of the journey looking back at him, enjoying the lustful images that played in her mind. Today was no exception, and as she got up to get off the bus he looked up and watched her as she walked past. As she made her way to work with the bus driving away she sighed as the pathetic highlight of her day was over. That afternoon she finished work and met up.