I got out of bed and Wendy made me breakfast of toast and coffee."I'll be back later, when I seen to Del," she said, Del's her Husband, she left me wi...h my thoughts.I watched some daytime telly, but the image of Clare and my sister kept returning. That knock on the head must have rattled my brain about more than I had though. After a week I had mostly recovered, the occasional headache and my hearing still a little fuzzy."Look who I bumped into?" said Wendy and together with Clare they walked. "I AM SO FUCKING WET" touching my cotton panel full of my own juices. I lean towards them grabbing them with my right hand and my thumb rubbing the wet spot, clear and sticky, I tasted and I was in heaven. I am stopping, I will take an picture and a little video to mark the time and stop. I am ready for more.This wine is great, the food is fantastic and my waitress is wearing my pantie and she knows it and she is getting wet too. What the mind can do at these moments. I think is the manager. She gets up and slowly walks up to him. He has edged closer and is dick is sticking over the edge of the wall. She grabs it and pulls him inside. She lays down on the daybed again. He doesn't wait and shoves his cock up her pussy. She screams it out and I can see the pain in her face. I never seen such a massive cock. He doesn't stop and trusts forward with long big hauls. Her body starts to shake and the pain seems to make way for a massive orgasm. I never managed to make her cum like that.. The disturbing act make her want to puke but his fierce face fucking prevented it.“Ugh... such a warm...mouth.” he moaned. “I’m going to cum again. Ugh...” Seconds later her mouth was filled with his salty cum. “Swallow. All of it.” He commanded as he stayed inside her mouth, leaving no choice but to do as he commanded. “Mm good little slut. I’m spent.” Dante forced her mouth open and withdrew. “Please sir... please let me go.” She whispered “You’ve taken what you wanted... please...” she.