Selene sank against me, my cock still hard in her. She was babbling little love words in my ear. A moment later, goth girl stepped up at the back of c...ouch. She was completely naked. “'Tis me,” she said. “Caitlin from the front.” “ Hi Caitlin,” Selene said. “I'm Selene. kiss my daddy, He just made me cum twice and then filled me with cream.” Caitlin, the goth girl covered in tattoo and piercings bent over to kiss me. Her pierced tongue was in my mouth. “Mmm, your daddy tastes good.” “ Yes, he. "I hope you put on some panties," I shouted, "Maybe" was her reply. As she drove away, curiosity got to me and I opened her dresser, the same one with the big mirror that caught my attention when we last made love. I opened the top drawer but found nothing, neither the second but the third drawer had today's bag of purchases in it. I quickly looked at its contents and put everything back the way I found it. There were a lot of old news clippings and keepsakes in this drawer and sure enough. All the hours she had laid over his lap while he watched TV and idly fingered her ass had paid off. She could now easily take his prick up her ass, strangely to Maur, Peter said that he thought her ass was as tight now as it was the very first time he had cornholed her. Now as she got his prick well seated in her butt, she leaned a little more forward to get the absolute last centimeter inside of her. Peter's hands were lightly running over her back and sides. As his hands roamed, it was almost. ”She lashed out, working herself further into a major snit. “Well how the hell can I not worry, damn it! I could lose everything!”Aha! I think I hear Ms. Dagmar knocking at the door.“Relax, Aunt Margie. I’m working on it.”And it was just that easy. Dagmar in – Aunt Margie out.With no discernable transition phase, the woman sitting beside me laughs and bumps against my shoulder, hard, and Dagmar’s voice is arguing, “Relax yourself, sweet buns! You know as well as I do that Miss Goodie-two-shoes.