Mrs. Anderson was nice enough to hold her hand and squeeze her boob every now and then to show her appreciation for Patricia’s willing gift of pussy...to ease Mr. Anderson’s terrible stress of incarceration without female companionship for a long period of time.Sampson watched carefully knowing Patricia was in good hands and he sniffed Mrs. Anderson’s ass thinking she was advanced in years but still had the aroma of a woman in her prime. It stirred his junk thinking about mounting the mature. He just stood there holding her, giving her the time she needed to get it out of her system as her tears fell and ran down his skin. A minute or so later, she settled and tried to wipe the tears away with her hands. He guided her to the bed and sat her down on the edge. Turning, he reached for a tissue box and gave her a couple of sheets."Thank you." Jean said and sniffled. Ben patiently waited for her to finish calming before attempting to ask again what was bothering her so. When she felt. This pair were a little smaller than the previous one.As she haven't finished inhaled half a breath, two more dicks were placed into her mouth.It moved liked twin pistons, in and out,and the same goes to the lower body. Her love juice kept flowing and flowing,as if the nest welcomes it's invader. She began to think " Oh god, how did I get myself into this?It feels so good...ungh.." as little tears dribble to her cheeks.The friction of the cock in her vagina and asshole kept making her cum,. Her fingers finding the top of Jenny's thighs, her fingers edging towards her target.Jenny released herself slightly, wanting to feel Danni's fingers on her pussy.Danni found her target, her fingers now running up and down Jenny's pussy. Her lips still wet, her fingers easily sliding along Jenny's wet slit.Jenny hugged Danni tighter again. Trying to force herself onto Danni's searching fingers, her pussy aching to be fingered. Her own hand now cupping Danni's wet mound, a finger scratching.