Sherry stared at his cock in dismay. John knew what she was thinking – it was too big, it would tear her. He walked behind her and knelt down. Joh... could hear him inhale the smell of his beautiful wife’s pussy. She was crying, staring at him with eyes pleading for him to come save her. She suddenly arched her back and moaned, “No…no…” was all she said. Alex’s head was moving slowly side to side as he ate her out. His tongue flittered in and out of her, touching on her clit and making her. She met him at the door with the usual pleadings for sex, how hot she was for him and how much she wanted him inside her. Every few days he would alter her lines somewhat to keep them from sounding too routine. He would also remind her of what lay in store if she didn't sound convincing.They ate, Eric commenting on her appearance as he almost always did. He would often compliment her on how beautiful she was, then remind her that she was a whore and that, after all, whores were supposed to be. This was somebody's child, somebody's whole life, and they would never seeher again, and she would never see them again. Still though, I was growinga massive hard on. My wife wasn't as sentimental. She walked over to her whilelooking at me, and took a small nipple in her mouth and started to suck onit, pinching the other one between two fingers. She licked up the girl's neckand began to lick the girl's soft pink lips. Her mouth was slightly open, somy wife didn't hesitate to dip her long smooth. I'm not sure thatwas quite in character. Shall I call you Gwen, Daniel, or Danni?" For now, you must call me Gwen, until I'm Venus. I don't know aboutbare breasts." Oh relax and go with the flow, Gwen. It was her idea, right. Shedoes love her surprises. I bet she thought of it because she wanted tobe tall. I love it. Gwen with padded boobs. Whatever will she thinkof next. I'm having fun already. Jane Russell for me. I won't needto pad my boobs for Jane Russell. Do you think they're.