And it made me feel good--you know? Whether he meant it or not (and I don’t think you’re skinny) it made me feel better about myself: that and the...shower and my second glass of wine. “Really?” I replied. “I don’t think so.” “Definitely.” “You sound so sure.” “Well,” he replied, “I’ve known you both a long time, and have had plenty of time to compare you.” I took another big mouthful of wine. Maybe I was feeling bold--too bold. But I replied, “You’ve never compared us in the nude.” He laughed.. If the three of us were to keep alight the flame of Crystal Passion we’d be more likely to emulate Underworld or Portishead and pursue a career on the dance floor, while I’m sure Madeleine would prefer we followed the examples of Joy Division after Ian Curtis committed suicide or Genesis when Peter Gabriel left (though I don’t think Jane would relish being the band’s Phil Collins). ‘So, what do we do now?’ Madeleine wondered. ‘There’s an album to be released and I know that Ben from Gospel. He then went to the bench and came back with a package. He opened the package and removed a condom covered in spikes. I howled in distress as he put it on his cock. I struggled against my restraints but it was useless.He went between my legs and positioned his penis against my vagina. He then took the cables connected to the clamps and tied them to a ring at the back of harnesses. He gave me a cruel smile before slowly pushing his spike covered cock in to my vagina. I could feel my insides. . OH FUCK... UUUUHHHHHH... OOOOHHHHH..." Wendy jerked and thrashed against his face as juices poured from her cunt. Jim lapped them up and swallowed them down, but he still felt some of her cunt cream dribble down his chin. She had a real sloppy cunt just like her mother.While he was sucking the juices from his daughter's cunt, Jim felt Toni's mouth work its magic on his cock, bringing it back to life. Wendy finally collapsed and rolled over. Once Toni had his cock back to full hardness, Wendy.