He pumped me like crazy until he came. Then pushed me in all fours inside the tub and fucked my asshole doggie. He was really very rude. I tried not t... resist too much, it could be even worse for me.He filled my anus with his hot seed and told me I was the best married white slut he had ever fucked.Then called his mate and both together took me to the table on the dining room where you found me.The first man, Jason, made me bend over the wood table and restrained my legs apart and tied my hands. She felt flushed as he looked at her. "Hi," he said. “What brings you out here tonight?” He wore a suit that was clearly made for him and had eyes as blue as water. "Oh, hi there,” I said softly, because I couldn’t think of anything sexier to say. I bit my lip and just looked at him. His big, blue eyes seemed to pierce me to the core. I felt myself go moist as I looked him up and down. I felt my nipples pushing against my dress, into the fabric. “What are you drinking tonight,” he asked as. Even then, my body temperature wouldn't help and I could feel shivers starting to kick in with chattering teeth soon to follow. In the cold I can't get to sleep, in the warm I can't get to sleep, it was just some kind of phenomenon that there was no perfect medium. I tried everything, breathing into my hands, but it wouldn't warm up my whole body. Then I remembered what people do in life or death situations - it was far from it but I didn't have the money to throw away in the first place - but. .. I was really happy when Tim was around, it felt much more easier... That night John came to me. I somehow knew it would happen again, and yes, I was hoping for him to come. I knew what the sex-urge was, how hard it was resisting it, how easy it was to give in. If I needed it so bad, then how much more did my son need it? I knew from experience what the sex-drive meant for a youngster... I knew that by letting him take a bite from the forbidden apple, he would want it all, and he would come.