"While we are in public you are my adoring girlfriend aren't you?" He asks as he spanks me yet again, a little harder this time."Yes!" I scream truthf...lly. "Please stop!"He stops spanking me, pulls me to my feet and leads me over to a chest of drawers where he forces me to lean over it while he holds me there with one hand. I feel him squirt some cold liquid between my legs that dribbles between my pussy lips and then he pushes a round object up inside me regardless of my struggles. He lets me. And apply plenty of it to yourself too!" she added.Andrea didn't even bother looking back towards me as I approached the bed, unwrapping the butter looking towards Maggie for some sign this wasn't really happening. Maggie however had her eyes closed, obviously enjoying (much to my surprise) Andrea's tongue.I walked to the end of the bed and began smearing the butter-cube all over my ex-wife's puckered little ass-hole. Surprisingly, she actually moaned as I did that. Next, I ran the cube of. ..' I moved from under the cover only to be met by a bone chilling chill. I hurried to the dresser and retrieved the bottle of hair grease and quickly jumped back in bed. I handed the bottle to Daniel and watched as he scooped out a glob of grease and rub it onto his massive man tool. He handed it back to me and said '... you put some in your ass...' Shaking, I did as he commanded. Daniel pulled me close to him turning me to my side again and guided his massive rock hard elongated penis to my. ‘Yes, the bikes are for Jennifer and for us. The scooters are for your parents. They’ll want to ride with their children and, unless I’m much mistaken, they’ll love it.’ Noticing that Andrew was about to interject, Peter cut in. ‘If you mention anything about the cost, I’ll kick you. I’ve lived a very lonely and dangerous life,’ he went on. ‘Your family has accepted me into their lives with no questions asked. For that, I am so grateful that I can’t do enough for them.’ He looked at Andrew..