When he was ready to cum he held her head down tight to his cock and filled her mouth with cum.He pulled her head up and told her to sit with her legs... spread. He reached over and played with her pussy hoops. He put his little finger in a hoop as he pushed his two fingers in her pussy. With his fingers wet he then put his fingers in her ass. He roughly finger fucked her ass as they drove to the party. When they pulled up at the house, she saw it was a huge three story home. There were several. "The obvious solution is to either get married or to say the hell with it and get married when Millie starts to get big." Tess!" Millie exclaimed."Well, just think about it, Sis. Every night you two go at it. Every night he rubs your butt or plays with your tits. Every night you moan and groan like you was coming down with the ague or something. Face it, something is going to happen. It's just a matter of time." You know she's right, Millie. There was a church in Huntsville when we passed. I heard the bottle squirt but I didn't feel anything so I assumed that he was lubing up his cock. I felt him lean against me and then I felt the head of his cock push against my asshole, he pushed so his head was starting to spread my hole and I heard the clicking start again. I felt the slight pop as the ring of my asshole slipped around his cock head. He sighed and shuddered as the clicking continued. He would push a little deeper and stop waiting for my tight hole to adjust then he would. S., or Stoney's mom, or Mrs. Santucci. Her first name? Then I remembered: Lisa. Lisa Santucci. I looked at Mrs. Lisa Santucci from behind. She did have a nice ass, full and swelling. And, her body was full of soft, plush curves. She had thick salt and pepper hair. And I remembered those big brown eyes of hers and that wide, full mouth. Thank God Stoney's dad was dead, bless his soul. I watched Mrs. S. shift from foot to foot. Her ass rolled luxuriously behind her. I could feel my cock stirring.