He’d already decided to engage Ursula in this, he said, “Come here Sis, I’d like your help.” “What do you want me to do?” She asked. “I want you to spread her cheeks apart for me.” She just stared at him then said, “Get real.” His expression startled and frightened her, he said, “I am, do it.” Her Mother’s cheeks were small and compact, no larger than a small grapefruit, she put a hand on each and parted them. It was mid afternoon, the sun was bright outside but the windows were heavily draped, the nightlight provided most of the illumination, as she spread her Mother’s buttocks her anus seemed to glisten from desi the artificial light. Ryan straddled Kim’s narrow hips, Ursula thought he loomed over the slender woman, he added some of the lubricant to his penis and rested the head against her. “Push down when I say push Kim,” he said. “Push.” There was a gasp, “Oh God,” then a whimper, “It hurts, Oh My God, it hurts.” Ursula was still holding her Mother’s cheeks apart, she’d seen the bulbous purple head pierce her Mother, now she watched as the enormous man pole slid in eliciting a mournful sound from Kim, all she could understand was, “It hurts, it’s so big, it really hurts.” She heard her brother say, “The worst is over Kim, I’m in you.” Kim’s face was turned to the side, Ursula could see the grimace on her expressive face, she could see the tears leaking from her pretty eyes but, most memorable she could hear the sounds she was making, particularly when he began to stroke. He took it slow and easy but he was going deeper each time, when he leaned forward covering her Ursula took her hands off her Mom’s butt, she sat back on her haunches and watched. After a few minutes the settled into a rhythm, with each downward stroke she gasped “Ungh,” as he pulled out she gave something sounding like a sigh, soon she recognized what sounded like a little steam engine, “Un, ysss, un, ysss, un, ysss,” her mouth hung open as she made her sounds. As he fucked her tight little ass Ryan realized he’d never had any better and never would, every boy has fantasies, Momma fantasies, he was realizing his, all that was left was Little Sis and she was on the menu for Monday. Why Monday, tomorrow was Sunday, she’d still be sore so he was again going to devote it ti Kim but with an alternative motive, she aught to he jealous as all hell. Greedy bastard that he was, he wanted them both and he wanted them completely, he wanted them as a threesome, he shoved it to her harder, he wanted to hear her. He did, her moan was heartfelt to Ursula, to Ryan it was satisfying, he began fucking her a little harder. Probably indian the easiest for a woman to take anal was on her belly, the penetration wasn’t nearly as deep, still, for an anal virgin it could be difficult. Kim was sweat slickened, her cute bob was stringy, any makeup she’d worn had washed off creating black smudges down her cheeks, momentarily she saw her daughters face, pity, embarrassment, humiliation, what, she was watching her Mother go through an agony even Christ might not have endured. He pulled out, Oh Christ, it was over...he rolled her off the pillow, his right arm lifted her right leg, he was in her again. He changed how he was fucking her, now it was with short, vigorous strokes, he ratcheted into Mms her, short, fast thrusts, he wrapped his arm around her throat and bowed her back. “You like it Kim, tell me you like it, tell me,” he whispered to her “Fuck you, I hate it,” she spewed. “Liar,” he said as he fucked her even harder. He loved her sound, she wanted it, he knew she wanted it but he was hurting her, gasps of unmitigated pleasure with Scandal burst of pained sobs, she was learning, but he still needed to take her over the top. He rolled so he was behind her, he fucked her hard and fast. He wanted Ursula to engage. “Help her,” he said as he grabbed his Sister’s hand, “Help her,” he put the hand on Kim’s vulva, “Rub,” he said. Her Mother’s pussy was wet, her inner and outer labia and pliable, as her fingers began to stroke her she cried out, “God yes, God yes,” she wanted to be touched, she was panting at about a thousand miles an hour. Suddenly Kim’s feet began to quiver, it was as if she was doing some new dance step, the trembling moved to her thighs then her entire body, she was jerking spasmodically as though she was suddenly afflicted by a macabre version of St Vitus Dance., her screams were shrill, her words incomprehensible, just babble. Ursula pulled her hand away, Ryan had her partially restrained, he had her by her hips, he continued to fuck her, he rode her through what he knew or at least suspected was a Bhabhi mind shattering anal orgasm, once it had passed she laid like she was in india a stupor, Ryan came in her, pulled out and started to lie down beside her, he realized he needed to be loving after what she’d endured. Ursula would have none of it, she said, “Ryan leave her alone, just leave her alone and get out of here, I’ll take care of her. He saw no need to argue, he got up, picked up his boxers and went to his room. If Becky had known Darlene's plan, she would deserve it, but there was no way in hell the mule would fit in his sister's dime-sized butt Bhabhi hole. Stephanie smiled and thanked him. The power of his penetration would force Alex deeper into Dawn, Scandal who couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy over just how hard Alex seemed to be getting off on his imaginary dick. “I ought to wash your mouth out with soap.” Nicole giggled, lunging at me and trying to tickle me. Luckily for me, I wasn’t ticklish. "GIVE IT TO HER!" Morgan marched down the stairs, towards the noise. Margaret tells both of us to look to our right and our clothes are folded neatly next to us. “There was no need for that, Elena.” Ternias said, offering me a handkerchief, “If I was going to kill you, I would Mms never warn you of it first.” She pushes my head underneath the water and begins to indian shampoo my hair. He was so horny he didn't even give it a second thought. I can tell we are going to have a lot of fun”, Zach snickered. You know that?" Each time the Unicorn flapped downward with his wings, the force pulled his body upward, which pushed the fleshy horn deeper into Marcella’s quivering cunt. She still does. I lock up, my toes curl, and… the shadow stops moving. Jessie grabbed her laptop, her backpack, and her water bottle and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her. The broken furniture would also be a giveaway about the kind of violent combat that had happened in the cottage. Only the Masterwork Craft can india operate the locking mechanism.” His eyes slid over to me. I got a wet rush with that thought and shortly afterwards the vibe got the better of me and I orgasmed. I wasn’t thrilled about this choice; I didn’t want some stranger desi bonding with my son in that way.