"Where do you get those sluts?" Internet, my man, they are dime a dozen there. All begging to be abused.You just need to pick one!" So, anything goes?... Pretty much. You just don't let the sluts cum, and they are willing todo anything for you! Just keep it sane, and they'll be coming back formore!"I feel the stranger walk around my latex-clad form, propped in the rigdoggy-style on my knees and elbows, with my head held up of the "ease ofaccess". I feel his hands on my latex buttocks."Whoa, that. It took her moment to look me in the eye. When she did she quietly said, "It crossed my mind. But I had reached a point in my dismal life that ... I don't know. I guess I thought it was worth the gamble. I don't know how you knew, but that note was perfect. If you stopped me in the hallway and told me to do the things you ordered me to do in that note I couldn't have. But that note ... I don't know why. But I couldn't resist."I hugged her again. Once again I had to admire her bravery. Then I. Marcus,” I said in disbelief as events were just popping right and left completely out of my control. “You don’t have to do that.”“Nonsense,” he said as he threw his hand up in quick protest. “You’ve been one of our best tenants for the last 10 years,” he said as he stood up as straight as he could. “Besides, it’s the only wedding gift I can afford to give you.”“You’re too kind,” Karen quickly said before she leaned over and gave the old man a kiss on the cheek.Quickly the old man looked. They had fucked me for hours yesterday, and my body really needed time to recover, their cocks are three times the size of my husbands and really did some damage to my poor once little pussy.I slipped on a short silk robe that I presumed was their mothers and walked down to the kitchen area to start making them breakfast with the items I had slipped into my bag when I went home to change the day before.It didn't take long for me to be disturbed as a large pair of black hands slipped inside the.