“Very well, rip my bodice open and feel my bosoms,” Eliza replied as D’arcy’s member sank ever deeper within her.He did as she asked opening h...s shirt as he did so until their naked chests entwined as their lips entwined and he shot his load, rather prematurely, deep inside her.“Is that it?” Eliza enquired.“Afraid so old girl,” D’arcy apologised as he slid his shrinking member from her.“Er about the rest of the Hundred guineas?” Eliza queried.“In your dreams,” he retorted.“Bastard!” she. 'well well well, whats going on here' we looked over to the door of the sauna and the recpitionist simon was standing there naked. Mum turned round still holding barrys hard cock, as i tried to cover up. 'hi si, she gives good head' barry said to simon'im sorry i can stop' mum said to simon looking at him.'no no carry on, ill just wait my turn' he said smiling'ill be with you in a minute' mum said going back to sucking barrys dick.simon had come at sat next to me and was wanking himself aswell.. Her thighs, bottom and lower back were massively bruised and swollen. Her bottom had been big when we started but now it seemed to be twice the size and you could FEEL the heat coming from the swollen, bruised and blood speckled flesh. She was soaking wet between the legs and it didn't feel or smell like wee. In fact when I caught her there with my finger, it seemed to be sticky and she not only shuddered, she gave a little soft moaning sound. I picked up the belt and gave her half a dozen. It was an appalling and audacious plan, and if it went all wrong I was going to be hanging out trapped on a limb with no hope for escape. But it just seemed so right.The notice was for a memorial service for one of the head accountants of the firm who had died the previous day in a hit and run automobile accident. I recognized her name, Betty Mitchell - she was the accounting manager that supervised Joel's company account and she had personally prepared the annual Profit and Loss statements and.