“There you go, all clean and smelling nice!” Still facing away from me, she took the sponge and thanked me with a smile before starting in on her ...ront side. I lingered a bit over the beauty of the woman in front of me, then slowly closed the door and returned to the living area, leaving the bedroom door open this time. A short while later Irene emerged from the shower with her towel wrapped around her from her breasts to her thighs. From my vantage point in the living area, I watched her use. She forgot whereshe was and stated firmly, "That freak has no rights! He did it! I know hedid it! She said she saw him do it! I know where she's at and for why butshe said he did it. No, I won't stop calling him a he. I'll appeal! Youcan't do this to me! I'll get you for this! Do you know who my father is?I'll have your head for this!"Jonas grinned then pointed to a digital recorder which he then stated,"This entire interview was recorded within the law and all of your commentshave been. I asked her to remove her panty , and even her inner thigh region had kiss marks. Her pussy was swollen and had become reddish. I asked her is she all right and did the ladies fuck her..She said they took care that she doesn’t get hurt at any stage. She told that she was completely used by the ladies used every part of her body , but without hurting and that she may have been fucked around 15-20 times and may had 50 orgasms within this short span. I could notice one thing , all the while my. Jeff was mesmerized by my tits, which are a nice 38D size. I had always been proud of them, though I usually dressed to downplay them (not out of shame, but to avoid being hassled by ogling leches). But I didn't mind this ogler in the least. Under his gaze, my nipples hardened out. Even taking my panties off was anticlimactic, as my son barely noticed, so taken was he with my tits. I moved to the sofa, planting my knees outside of his thighs and settling my ass down on his lap, his rock hard.