She reminded Maggie of a little cupie doll one would win at a carnival or circus. Mort had won her heart and she didn't have to worry about her shy so... becoming a mama's boy living at home. He was her only child and now the widow would have grandchildren to visit her and she in turn would spoil them.The ringing of the bell brought her out of her trance as she walked over to answer the door. Danielle smiled as Maggie appeared before her. She was wearing a black tight mini-skirt, white red blouse. Nails digging into my flesh. I don’t even fully recover before my cum starts to trickle down my hole on to the comforter. “There you go, baby girl. Soak it.” I ride your hand as my cum creams out of me. As I finish, both your hands stroke my body. You raise them up to my tits and painfully pull on the clamps until they pop off. I groan and gasp as you assault my tits.Sweat building on my forehead, you brush away my matted hair, kissing my temple, my cheek, my jaw, and finally my lips. You. More an irritating squeal...“Hi, I’m Bethan!” she squeaked.“Oh God, this your new girlfriend? Or should I say slag?”“I’m not a slag!” she protested“Well the rate he gets through them, I should consider being one!” “Leave it Bethan, he’s just a bit pissed off he never got anyone as hot as you!” Jake lulled but all it got him was a tantric gasp before Zack cut in“Look if you’re just going to do what you did the last time, you can fuck off now!” he ordered.“Other times?” I asked quietly“Yeah, he’s. The gentle motion of the carriage made it even nicer."Sirs!" I protested, "You really ought not to be doing this? What will become of me?"Peter replied that I was in safe capable hands, (how could I argue with that one?). With that my dress was lifted over my waist and my entire bottom was nakedly on display to these wicked wicked men! I felt a hand push my back down a little and I bent forward. Then John, sitting directly behind grabbed my hips in his hands and pushed his face into my pussy.