" Actually the Escalade's hold their value the first year," a voice from behind them announced. Fred and Katie turned to meet a young man dressed in a...Hendrick polo with slacks. He was thin and about the same height as Mrs. Jackson. He had blonde hair with a slight goatee and couldn't have been older than 23 or so. They both shook his hand as Fred quickly noted that his eyes never left Katie's hard body that was barely concealed in her choice of clothing that afternoon, "I'm Chuck." He boasted,. I now knew that his peepee was called a cock.I was slapped again – twice – in quick succession, and I tried to lift myself off the footstool as my cunny was being battered. I could hear the men laughing as my poor cunny was slapped and fingered over and over.I never meant to get wet, I knew my Grandpa loved it when I did, but I never knew how not to get wet. I felt something on my tiny titties, it was one of them with something that snapped onto them, again I gasped in pain as one, and then. Pete had been reading magazines about how to please a woman and one part had seemed so messed up when he read it, but now he thought it was the right move. He wanted to try, so he slid down slightly as he lifted Sara's legs. His tounge hit her asshole. Sara screamed out, bucked, shook, thrashed and humped her hips as Pete's tounge actually entered her ass. "Oh fucking hell! Oh God! oh God! fuck yes! Aaa fuck my ass with your tounge!" Pete managed to get his thumb over her clit holding pressure. "Your friend told me you were flat sitting for him. He used to watch over my mother when I had to go visit my husband in the Hospice, I was wondering if you would oblige also?" Why what's up with your mother, can't she look after herself while you are out?" She suffers from Alzheimer's and dementia. She is no problem, John and she got on fine together." How long will you be?" Four hours at the outside, it depends on catching connecting busses." Yea, bring her down. If John and her got on then I.