She was dressedbeautifully; a siren from the past. He could tell that under the whiteruffled silk blouse her perfect D cup breasts were held lovingly...by abullet bra and the vision that created sent him. Black seamed stockingsencased her shapely legs, which were also being hugged by the snugpencil skirt ending just below her knees. She perched imperiously on apair of gleaming black patent 4" oxford pumps. Black satin gloves heldthe cigarette as she smoked casually and gazed at him through. I was a married woman whose husband’s penis had been in my mouth hundreds of times ... all of it, many times deep in my throat. I loved it most of the time. The problem I had with Bull’s was that the head of his cock alone looked like it was too big for my mouth. Tentatively, I gingerly touched the precum in his slit, an amount I couldn’t even imagine in my husband’s.“Come on Joanie,” he said as he put his hand on the back of my head, gently encouraging me forward, “open up; it’s fit in all the. Und das ließ nun wirklich keine Frage offen, wie ihr Körper gebaut war. Ihre dicken Titten beulten das Top nämlich ordentlich aus. Ja, das Top verdeckte kaum mehr als es zeigte. Wow, wirklich, so hatte ich Anna noch nie gesehen. Wer hätte gedacht, dass sich unter diesen furchtbaren Klamotten ein durchaus attraktiver Frauenkörper verbarg. Schon ziemlich rundlich, aber keineswegs dick, wie ich immer angenommen hatte. Anna kam nicht umhin, mein Starren zu bemerken. „Was glotzt Du denn so?", fragte. “You are five minutes too early. We still have time left”, he said and gave Sonia a series of violent electro surges, that made her scream madly and empty her bowels and bladder right in front of her husband. Rob then fetched the hose and cleaned Sonia up for the last time. She was released from the ropes, but could not manage to stand up.“GET OVER HERE, BITCH. ON ALL FOURS”, Mr. Obutulezi ordered. Still shaking and convulsing, the tortured and desolated Sonia crawled towards her husband and.