Several gaily painted vases and mugs were on shelves in the kitchen.I was guessing that Judith was a farmer’s daughter or wife, widowed. She was wea...ing DMs, loose denim jeans, and a sleeveless shocking pink blouse. Her greying silver black hair was trimmed neatly to the base of her neck which revealed the usual signs of age, sunken flesh, pronounced under tssue from jaw line to bone. I was trying to remain cool, staring at her sagging, I am guessing, C cups nudging her blouse out. As she. To my surprise the back room is occupied, with, that's right, more women. Mostly looking frightened and battered. It isn't looking too good here for the rest of us."Who are you?" an older woman asks as she hustles forth to greet us. "Are you new?" she asks kindly. She looks like she is about 65, but seeing how badly the rest of the women looked she could have easily been 30."I am Chronos." I say and add, "Yes we are new. And no, we really do not want to stay," I close with that remark to see if. I’ve always had a soft spot for Steph.” Customer #5 – “I’m just here to put some nice material in the old wank-bank!”And around to Stephanie, sitting on the floor, one arm around Casanova, the other hand playing with one of her own boobs. Looking up into camera, awaiting her ‘go’ signal ... Then she gets it – and reaches around the dog, down under his belly to start rubbing his sheath.She looks up at all the customers watching on, and smiles at them. “Can everyone see?” She asks, helpfully .... OK, said Judy, Well help you into bed, you big lush. Gail started to help her off with her sweater, but Debbie resisted a bit, but after a few shrugs, gave up. With Debbies sweater off, Gails eyes became fixed on Debbies cleavage. Without hesitating, Gail reached around to unhook her bra, and Debbies large full tits sprung forward, leaving the bra straps at her elbows and the cups in her lap. Judy didnt miss a beat, and said Lay down Debbie, well help you off with your pants and tuck you in..