We were all laughing and trying to swing the balls as high as we could in attempt to hit the other girl in the cunt. It was like one of those games of... skill you play at the fair only with our bodies.My Mom put a stop to it and told us to stand with our tits pressed to the big window in the living room. It was still daylight and if we could see out that meant people could see us. I saw Mrs. Hannigan, and Vicki Waxerman get in their Cadillac and leave. They weren’t surprised to see us hung in the. The gentle stroking inside her ass soothed her anal fucktunnel, sending signals of a goodness she had never known racing to her brain. The strange feeling as his cockhead stretched her asshole deeper swiftly began overriding the pain. She felt every little bit of forward motion his cock made, and was enjoying it more with each thrust. Her asshole opened up more fully, and the man’s rock-hard cock fucked deeper. She panted in joy.“Ohhh, Mr. Moore, oh, yes!”Mr. Moore was pleased with himself. He. When I attempted to use my lips to free you from your pants, I heard a sound that sounded something like a combination moan, grunt, and chuckle as I felt your hands tangle in my silky hair. You gently nudged me back towards your lips, and at my slight hesitation, you laughed, ‘Baby, we have the next two weeks, wait no, correction, we have the rest of our lives for that. Tonight is about and for you, and I will not be persuaded otherwise.’ Reluctantly I obeyed and we kissed once more. Your. . I need to get my camera!...Crap! I left it at the changingrooms!...Don't move!"As Lily bolted out of the room, Peter smiled, utterly transfixed. Therewas no danger of him leaving this spot, until the door opened again afew seconds later."Peter?" Fiona's voice called out... her hand slowly creaking over thedoor as Peter stood up, his robe barely covering his new breasts.Fiona's head peaked in and stopped."Blast." Fiona stated as she stared into, well, herself. Peter smirkedas she approached.