Spinning me around, he bound my wrists with the belt and then released my arms.He pinned me against the rough brick wall of the bathroom; I was facing...away from him, my nipples brushing against the harsh surface, his body pressed firmly against mine, kissing the back of my neck while his hands traveled along my legs, slowly pulling up the skirt of my dress. When the blue silk was bunched up around my waist, he backed away slightly, pulling my ass toward him. His hands started to explore the. Sarah was by no means a super model, but she had turned a few heads in herday. They knew from talking to her husband that Sarah was 40 years old andhad raised 1 child who now lived out of state. For a middle aged mother, Sarah'sbody still held up rather nicely. Her breasts were a size 36DD and now hungslightly on her chest. Her ass was a little wide but still looked good. Shehad long black hair with no signs of gray at all. Her blue eyes now lookedup at the men and she parted her full lips to. “I’m sorry it ended this way, Sue. If ever you and Pete change your mind, you know where I am. And I’ll be back to see my kids.”With this, Francis was done with the conversation. The initial single stroke of his long thick cock was soon followed by the slow build-up of a steady rhythm of long, deep strokes. Each one making Sue moan and sob more than the one before. He was soon slamming and in and out of Sue, each time making an obscene slapping noise as his groin hit Sue’s beautiful ass at. Already they were filled with people, men and women, all noisily eager to watch the punishment being carried out. The scene reminded me of The Tale of Two Cities where the townspeople came to watch the aristocrats beheaded.I murmured, "No, no, no. No further, I can't go on," to the guard but he simply half carried me into the square. The crowd greeted our arrival with a huge cheer and the guard put me on my feet again."Walk proud like you really are a bluestone." I would have cheerfully thrown.