She was a married woman, but unhappy, and on the many occasions we spent sat chatting whilst on the evening shift she regularly told me that she just ...oesn't get what she wants at home. After a few months of what started out as harmless flirting things began to progress and it was on an evening when we had already let the staff go home and we were in the progress of shutting up shop and setting the alarms that things really started to hot up, this particular evening the shutters wouldn't come. My husband, now in position, pushed his cock against the entrance of her arse. Her screams became louder as she felt the pain from his forced entrance. “That’s the tip in.” Beth said to her “Just another eight inches or so to go.” Hannah became hysterical. “Your face looks so pretty full of fear and pain. This will make a great film.” My husband pushed further into Hannah’s arse telling me to fuck her cunt harder. My father had pulled Anne off Linda, turned Linda on to her stomach and was. Hold still", and she did it. He had to admit the passivity of her turned him on, and he used the lubricated and almost slimy fingers of his left hand to stroke his cock. He worked a third finger next to the other two, and she shoved back and grunted, pushing until the tip of that finger was also inside, soaking and slick. He positioned his cock to take their place. When she rocked forward slightly, he quickly placed the sensitive head just below his fingers, and in as smooth a motion as he. I called her cell on the way home, but only got voice mail. I left a message for her to call me when she could. Almost as soon as I put the phone down, it rang.I looked at the number, hoping it was Beth. It was my mother-in-law calling from her house.“Hi Honey, how are you?” she asked.“I am fine Mom, how are you and Dad doing?”“We are fine, thanks. I just called to see how things were getting along between you and Jennifer. I was talking to Jennifer’s mother today, she seemed as much in the.