Sandy told Jill that she just wanted to enjoy the beach and the sun. If Bob hadn't gotten tied up at work he would have come with her. This was the fi...st time since they were married five years ago that they weren't going on vacation together. She just wanted to spend time with her and their other friends, lie in the sand at the beach and get a tan.Jill replied that Jeff had told Ron about a small beach on one of the small southern islands in the Catalina chain, and that her visit was a perfect. Brown hair, pretty green eyes set in an attractive face locked in a silly expression, aimed at her mother.Her mother was a product of the same mold: brunette, bland but pleasant face, adequate chest, wide hips. Having her there in that position gave me an idea. I reached into her mind then, not to snoop *(who cares about these people, really?)*, but to leave instructions.The girl’s mother was to be locked in place, unable to move, unable to speak. She could watch her daughter, and only her. ”I wanted to scream. I jammed a balled fist into my mouth, but I kept listening“In that dank little basement gambling den, the fat bastard unzipped. Harold pushed her to him. She got on her knees and took the guy’s tiny schlong between her beautiful red lips. Linda was a looker, crisp, clean, and fresh. But there she was, knees on a dirty floor, sucking rancid cum out of a fat man’s sweaty balls. When he finished, she smiled sweetly like it was all OK. Harold smiled too, a gloating ghoulish. She turned and saw what I was doing. "Jesus, honey. I wish I had time…I'm so fucking wet…will it always be like this for us…? Damn…I pray that it is. No time to have you inside me…but…"Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Louise leaned over me and took my bloated cock knob in her mouth. I felt my shaft sliding down her throat as she worked the muscles in her throat bringing me to that wondrous point of no return. I closed my eyes as her hand closed around my balls, squeezing them, massaging.