. your level of humiliation won’t be matched ... anyhow, not till you’re displayed high on the rope.” Crawford let out a high pitched whimper as...the dark pleasure of that humiliation overwhelmed him, his automated thrusts at Sarah’s grip of his cock, somehow emphasising the grip of the noose to come in his mind, and prompting Beryl and Hope’s vigour with the canes as a wad of semen burst from his bell, the spiteful smiles of Sarah and Ann along with the delight of the feminine crowd at his. She runs right into me and in order to not get knocked into the toilet, I wrap her up in a hug. She tries to wiggle away but I calm her down and stop her from screaming, all the while poking her stomach with my hard on. She asked me what I was doing and why I was hard. I told her Im not gonna lie, I was thinking about her ass in the pool. She admitted she did think I grabbed her ass a little hard as we went down. I told her I didnt mind her falling on me and that I had been thinking about her. They were kinda best pals, Nataly and she. At the age of almost forty, they both happened to have in common this strange sentiment, a certain propensity to feel light hearted. Though, it wasn't the Olivia who decided first to act on it. And that is uneasy part. Nataly ended up with a bit of resentment towards her friend, 'cause Olivia had become so relaxed about the whole thing. And what about those sleepovers? Nataly couldn't pretend she didn't knew why her Andrew been spending so much time. He slams his cock into me and I yell a quick squirm and try to loosen my ass to take him in. At the same time I can hear my wife cum on the chair. I'm still blindfolded but could hear her breath heavily and get off the chair. My ass continues to get fucked hard and the pain turns to pleasure as I try to match his movements. All of a sudden I feel the bed move and a warm wet pussy over my mouth. My wife sits on top of me and makes me eat her fresh juices from her tasty pussy. I feel her.