It was for my husband, Robert Daniels, Bob to me. I called Margo back when I finally got home but only after I somehow pulled myself together in order...to have the call. She is the greatest sister-in-law a woman could ever have, bar none. Bob and I had an agreement. If anything ever happened to him, the Marine Corp would notify Margo first and she would then tell me. He didn’t think I could handle it directly and he was probably right. Margo and I had our own agreement. She would call me no. She took Bonkabitch’s hips in her hands and went to town on his skinny ass. She really started to fuck him. She grabbed his hair and pulled his head back. Moaning and gasping, Bonkabitch pushed his ass back. Driving the cock into himself.“Take it, sissy,” ordered Goodhead. “Take my cock.”He did.Goodhead slammed the cock into him and the other half into her own pussy. She reached around and slipped her fingers under the black lace bra and played with Bonkabitch’s nipples.“Push that ass. Her ass was already red enough from the pounding she'd just taken but, with a grin, Reverend Wayne gave her a good-natured slap across the cheek on her way past."Oh, it's a big one, my dear," Ava said as she valiantly pulled herself to the edge of the seat. "Now lie down, there's a good girl."The half dozen early afternoon customers turned their attention to this familiar routine. Ava's pussy was over the edge of the seat and Betty Mae lay on her back directly below with her mouth open, looking. My breasts pressed against him, our necklaces again clinking against each other. I struggled to maintain my breathing with his, and to keep my hips still, but loved the feeling of holding him inside me. Slowly, he eased my hips back again, but held my upper body tight with his. Daniel was setting a slow but steady rhythm, more of a slow rock than thrusting. I started to move my hips in slow circles, concentring on how his penis masssaged different parts of my inner walls as my hips.