“Whats that?” Ruth replied as she held the covers ready to put him to bed.“Pull down your dress,” he said while looking at her with utmost sob...r conviction.Ruth quickly felt the tug of both guilt and fear. The thought of him wanting to see her naked stirred thoughts of last night and how he pleasured himself in front of her. The fear that he could want her to pleasure him again still lingered too.Still knowing he was drunk, Ruth decided that his request was just a drunk man talking. “Best you. Wahid did not stop but began to pick up the pace. He began to slam his cock in and out in one smooth motion. He could tell that by increasing his speed that he was sending ripples of pleasure through his sister’s body.Uzma could feel her brother picking up the pace and drilling in to her faster and deeper. She tried to match his pace by pressing her hips forward to meet his thrusts. The pleasure of having his monstrous pole inside of her caused every single muscle in her body to tremble.Seeing. It looked more like a contraption out of a horror movie. Her ankle was strapped firmly against the one leg off the machine with a leather strap. Stella realized that the only thing holding her up was the metal saddle straddling her ass. When she looked around she saw that she had been leaning against another flat rectangular piece of cold metal with another thick leather strap peaking out below it. Then she saw him. More actually felt his presence. There he stood in a massive heavy cloak,. I was glad that my wife had come alive sexually but I was worried about where this was leading. Over the next few days I noticed that my wife was less of a cougar in bed. I fact she was on the computer now more often at night. I decided to find out what was going on. I decided to ask her out right – “what are you doing on that computer”? Her reply was honest but surprised me –“I am speaking to the impregnator just as you wanted me to do”. Now what I though to myself; did I want this? To be the.