The hallway extended around a corner into a large room containing a bed, couch, TV and other furnishings. One corner contained a wardrobe, another a k...itchenette. There was no closet. The room was well-lit by windows ringing the room, flush against the ceiling."How does this look?" Raoul asked."Great!" Bria enthused. "A huge improvement over the YWCA. I can't believe how much space there is! And how much sunlight for a basement suite..." Over here is the bathroom," Raoul directed her around a. She saw his cock and balls below the bar, and the split of his ass.Tony swung his ass back and forth, holding onto the bar with his hands. His ass swung, and his cock began to swell.“Oh, nice!” she whispered, stepping into the garage. “I bet you could fuck my face that way, Tony.”“Yeah, Mother,” he grinned. “Why do you think I climbed up here?”“Oh, is that right?” she purred, close to him. She wrapped her hand about his cock, her other one caressing his spreading ass.Tony rocked his ass back. They lived a couple of hours out of the city in the bush, so we planned to drive out to see them for the weekend.We packed the car, got in, and headed off mid-morning to see them. Like all country trips, this was the opportunity to talk about anything and everything. Along the way we started talking about the guest room in her parent's house, and how the bed really squeaked and groaned. "We're not going to be able to make love while we're down there, they'll hear us", she said. "What's worse,. Wendy’s RoomWhen that kiss broke she stood there for a moment looking at me, excitement in her eyes and licking her lips, but still caught totally off guard by what was happening. She started to say something but I quickly interrupted her.“So Gracie was telling me this story at the pool…” I paused to watch her face.“She told me… That you told HER…” Wendy’s eyes started to bug out, realizing what Gracie had told me.“That you had something to show me in your room…” I looked at her with.