After few pushes she stopped pushing and held me back and pressed herself towards me tightly, I could feel her huge boobs pressing towards my chest. T...at feeling was awesome; u might know how it feels like when you have got something that you were trying for a while I wanted to feel her boobs more, I took my t-shirt off and unhooked her blouse and she helped me too then I locked the door came to her and held her tight again but this was real tight! She was not even wearing a panty. I made her. Unfortunately for him, she did see the truth just then, and he could no longer hide his despair.“I thought you’d be happy.”“I’m just surprised, that’s all. I thought you were taking your pills. Did you stop taking them for some reason? Well? Did you?”“I wanted a child. We were drifting apart. We never talk anymore.”“So you stopped taking them and didn’t tell me about it?”“I didn’t know it would be such a burden on you. I thought you wanted children.”“Eventually I do, but why didn’t you tell me. Her body glistening, sweat beads, streaks, crisscrosses her naked flesh as she sways, twists under the lift, a couple more pins snapping off her bare flesh, bouncing off the concrete floor beneath her. Her straining leg, thigh muscles, tendons stretch, bulging under her taut flesh as her vagina gaps open. The pair of clothespins clamped to her spread labia dangle, deflect off the painful clit clothespin. The pain rocks her tortured body, her head twisting, flipping back as her brown, matting. Ali and I then carried the terrified bound, gagged and naked Milf into my stateroom and told her she had but two choices, either she cooperate with us or be thrown overboard in the middle of the ocean.Jane Richards, alone, terrified and completely unaware as to her eventual fate, nodded her gagged head in reluctant agreement. She would cooperate with us, even after being told her cooperation would mean a full ‘threesome’ upon the stateroom bed with Ali and myself, probably in the assumption.