Driving through town I saw several houses for sale, but one caught my eye. It was a fiveroom house with a nice front porch and a good sized back yard.... It even had a few fruit trees in the back yard. I called the number on the sign and soon met with the owners’ son, who said his parents had moved to North Carolina and he wanted to get rid of he house as soon as possible. We agreed upon a price and soon I was moving in.A few days after I moved in I was sitting on my front porch and one of my. “I love you, Candy. May I? Candy, dearest, please say yes.” He had been patient, but seeing her orgasms and touching her sexiness had wound him tight. He needed this. He brought her hand to the base of his cock to show her that he was wearing a condom. She didn’t say anything. “Please say yes.” He was sounding desperate. Well, he was desperate.“Let me see.” She wanted to be certain? She was merely curious? Well, she had asked, and if he didn’t want to be her second rapist, he’d better get. That was fine, letting him be just as he was, though all he could do was whimper and grunt, submitting as his tail hole was stuffed with an even larger cock still.It was all he needed, head swimming from the moment, breathing in their sweat, their musk, how it filled the space around him intimately. All he could do was suck and suck, lusting for that desperate load of cum, a flow of it pouring straight down his throat.Nearly there, but not quite. It was the bull that got off first, his fumbling. Now I'm going to give you a taste of your own medicine." What a lame excuse for some penile exploration" I smirked unashamedly to myself. But so what? I had to learn didn't I? A girl has to know what she's going to get into...her! "Hands on experience was essential", I justified to myself as I stared him straight in the eye and began to undo his belt.He was a bit taken aback, but I could see he was enjoying the role reversal as his already prominent bulge swelled visibly, demanding release. Who.