It may be my imagination, but I think Kelli wants to have sex with old mature me again.I know I Old Pussy do, but…it’s too big.Lick the side of the cock.Now, I shall take my leave so you can unpack your baggage and settle in. With that, she closed the door and went on her way with more than just the daily chores on her mind.***It was three days hence and the fading light shone through the lattice window as the mommy landlady and her lodger sat enjoying their late supper together before a simmering log fire.Such maternal, granma incestuous delight shown in her dark eyes.This was so wrong.I had satiated my lusts for a moment.A knock came at the door.Right, dear, Mrs. Armstrong said, her hands already unbuttoning the frumpy dress she wore.Otherwise they pummeled anyone who got in their way, boys and girls grandmother alike.Her blonde braids flared out before her, and the ruby flashed between her heaving breasts.She took a deep breath, You enjoyed your time with Zeke, right?With the feeling starting to build and cum boiling up from my balls I thrusted harder and faster. Sarah told me that she’d be teaching me how something new today, and to take off my clothes and lean Old Pussy over a granma desk, away from Nathan. Once I’d done that, Emily moved around so the camera was in front of me. Josie was sitting on the desk next to me. She leaned in and whispered in my ear ‘Can you guess what we’re going to do to you?’ – I shook my grandmother head and she giggled ‘Oh, you’re going to love it’ she said, to the camera this time.Sarah got out her cuffs from her bag - That at least did not shock Chloe: She’d heard all sorts of rumours about the precise contents of Sarah’s bag. She’s got these weights which attach to the cuffs – did you know that? Chloe shook her head. I’m not sure how she carries them around all day – they’re really heavy – well, she put one pair of cuffs on each of my wrists and put the weights on the other end, then pushed them off the other side of the table lifting me up on my heels and pressing my body flat to the desk. I think I could have pulled away if I wanted to. But I didn’t, of course. Sarah looked me straight in the eyes and said ‘Today, Bitch, you’re taking it up that little arse of yours.’ Sarah never used names: to her, everyone was either Bitch (inferior), Slut (equal) or Sir (Nathan). They stopped talking for a little while Sarah went back to her bag - I think, I couldn't see of course. The weights were starting to hurt a bit, and Josie could see so that so started stroking my hair and telling me that I was being a good little bitch. mommy That helped a lot. Sarah spoke up then and said I needed some training before I old mature was ready for Nathan. Josie whispered in my ear ‘She’s just saying that because she wants a go with you herself.’ Sarah must have heard her, because she said ‘Damn right I do Slut. I’m gunna make her squeal.