I heard him laugh behind me as he pulled out and started teasing my hole with just the helmet of his huge cock."Oh please fuck me, please" I said.He g...rabbed either side of my hips and rammed the full length up my ass with one really hard thrust and pulled my ass into his groin. I reached underneath my self and felt his balls next to my own as his cock was fully up my chute."Aaaahh yeah fill my ass" I murmured.He passed me the poppers while he was fully up me and said."I'm gonna fuck you hard. They looked pretty good, I guess? I figured I was ready. The past week went by in somewhat of a blur. Mark loaned me the cash and I went around town snapping up deals on all the shit I needed to buy. It's strange but it's actually hard to find unscented stuff. Most everything is made to smell nice, not to smell neutral. But like Mark said, after they leave me, they'll be kissing the wife on the cheek, and women have better sniffers than men! But the apartment's all set, the tables ready, the. The strangest thing though was how much he envied theyouth and happiness he'd felt with Annie and Cassie. He couldn'tremember ever having that much fun before. Sadly, he realized thathe wished, more than anything, right now, at this moment, that hecould start his life over again and this time he wanted to be Bianca- for real. To be a real fourteen year old girl who was excitedabout everything - especially the prospect of being a beautifulwoman someday.His eyes returned to his limp, flaccid,. And especially as my ex was at her stunning best then, with a mane of crimson hair, pert little tits, long legs, a gorgeous ass and most of all, an adventurous attitude.We had rented a holiday cottage in Devon, next door to a widowed man, let’s call him Maurice, who lived there permanently. Maurice was definitely in his 70s but tall and lean, well sun tanned, we got chatting over the fence and became quite friendly. After about five nights of the holiday my ex said to me that she found him.