Ally's head jerks up from her pillow as she feels Dean's large hands on her ass cheeks, pulling them apart. His cock head has still failed to even pen...etrate her anus. This is remedied by a forceful thrust that causes her eyes to roll back in her head. She releases a guttural groan as she feels one inch of the massive member sliding into her tight orifice."How does it feel, Babe?" Chad asks from his corner.She has to unclench her jaw from her pillow to answer. "Like I'm dying," she groans. And to my surprise they were holding hands.i Didn’t mind.the 3 of us went to have lunch,and at the end of it she kissed him goodbye and asked him to be in touch.he promised now it was just the 2 of us and i wanted to know everything that had happened.on the way back she told me everything.they had got a wall side seat and luckily there was no one there.at first both of them were a little shy and inhibited and nothing much happened for the first half hour except for useless little talks.then all. She slowly finished applying lotion to my body and stood to embrace me when she was done. We kissed and embraced. When the kiss eventually ended Aunt Buzz took us by our hands and led us to a shady place near the garden. She had us sit on the bench there. As we sat I noticed tears on Aunt Buzz’ cheeks. She said, ‘Speak to me about what just happened.’ Kay looked at me for a long time, and then closed her eyes. I said, ‘It’s hard to put into words.’ I took a breath, ‘ No, it isn’t. I started. Strange as it was, there was something comforting about the steady cadence of the slap on her bottom and the authoritative words. They pushed her, prompted her, and dominated her. She no longer bothered to think about the voice commanding her. She did not worry any longer about the women who were watching her. She just spiraled into her own sensations, the scent, the rhythm, the drumbeat of truth. Words spilled from her lips unthought.“Weakness is my virtue. Submission brings pleasure..