I positioned behind her and spread her legs. I eased my finger out and my dick in. Slow work, I bet it took 10 minutes to get it in. Then I could only... move an inch at a time until \she loosened up. I didn't stay inside her long after that. I shot a load and I could feel her ass gripping my dick tightly. I left it inside until I went soft and then laid back for sleep.I woke up at 06:00 like I always do and headed for the restroom. Just as I was almost there, the door opened, it wasn't Janet or. The glass slippers were a bit much but she wanted to show off her painted toenails that were done by an Italian artist with the most talented tongue who specialized in the painting of exquisite miniatures.The gown was actually her grandmother's and had been in the family for many years. It was said to carry some symbolic powers that cast a spell over any young man within sight. She personally didn't believe any of that muck but it made a good tale and the common folk seemed to eat it up like. “Take a closer look darling,” she spoke, her voice filled with a lust that was new to me, making me turn and take a second glance at the people, seeing them properly. Every single set of people had something going on with them, a group of three, a group of two and a solo guy alone. They were all turned so that from the entrance to the grove, you couldn’t see the things they were doing. Upon closer inspection, it became apparent that there was some serious sexing going on. In the trio, one guy. As it thrust in and out, Penny’s arm left his chest, and rested on his groin. Gently she began to stroke his penis, which had so far remained fairly soft, despite (or perhaps because of) her proximity and the events on-screen. Her gentle pressure was another matter however, and it soon become engorged with blood and began to strain against his boxer shorts. Penny smiled at him. “Hmm, you are a big boy” she said playfully. “As if you didn’t know” he responded in return, letting his left arm.