Glanced at my passenger. Kid could use a bath and some clothes, for sure, but at least her expression has taken an upswing.Three more hours of driving.... Camila’s head was on a swivel absorbing the scenery as we passed south of Houston proper, no less heavily built up, then past the petrochemical plants and finally into the farmlands, repeated a slightly attenuated version in southeast Texas, and then finally Louisiana, and home.I clicked to open the garage door, glad that nobody was outside to. I could see too, that there were no panties visible under the transparent material. There was a programme about adult family members meeting up after a long separation and being sexually attracted and having children. I got a hard-on during the programme which poked its head out from time to time as I tried to adjust things so that it didn’t. Bits of the programme were a bit boring though, going over the same stuff again, so we talked over it a bit. Mum said how close family has a danger of. ” Alex exclaimed, “No! Don' you dare quit. It hurts, but I want you to fuck my ass. I want to give this last untouched piece of me to my new husband. Please Jim, fuck my ass like you mean it.” “Okay, Baby. If you’re sure that’s what you want.” Slowly I began stroking my cock in and out of my wife’s newly devirginated asshole. I gradually increased the speed and force of my thrusts. In a short time, Alex was pushing back to meet my thrusts. She soon arched her back to give me a better angle into. No wonder her already low self-esteem turned into self-disgust, which was the ideal frame of mind to welcome punishment and humiliation. It was a self-propelling wheel, fed by idle hope and certain defeat.And yet, she kept running back to them.Someone other than Angique would have long since given up on the girl. But she hadn't. She kept nudging Alicia on, even if she balked and fled at each new challenging step. Angique had allowed the girl to drag her through deep valleys of despair whenever.