“I’ll use the ‘bunny run’ next time; it’s a bit of a walk to the far end of the wall but if it’s good enough for the girls on their illici... tours…” The sissy he’d given the vodka to smiled softly and looked up at Bruce with puppy-dog eyes as she led him into the lean-to building opposite the potting shed, Bruce stumbling into the back of her as she paused to open the door; he sniffed at her sweetly scented soft hair and his cock grew as he squeezed it against the firm little bottom. The petit. .kabhi mujhe asleel isaara bhi karti thi par main nazarandaaz kar deta doosre din bua khud hi apni bhakkada choot lekar aayi raat ko aur ab to wo bhi meri tarah hi khul kar baat karti thi wo meri lungi kheechte hue boli ki lalla kal to tune aag laga kar chod diya tha par aaj to tujhe meri choot ki pyaas bujhaani hi padegiaur maine unki jhaanto bhari choot pe apne haath se faila kar ek chumma le liya meri buya sisak padi aaaaaaaaahh raja tere saath chudwaane me yahi to maza aata hai ki tu poora. Against the pole was Zoey, yes Zoey, who was supposed to be working behind the bar. Her hands were tied above her head to the pole and she stood with her legs wide apart, there was a woman kneeling down at each of her feet, and each of them had one of her ankles firmly in their grip making sure her legs were kept held wide apart. She was unable to move. Her black leather cat suit was unzipped to the waist so her large soft breasts had spilled out from the outfit that they had probably fought. "Pamela, what have you been up to?" Stan asked as he could see in his sexy wife's eyes a hot lusty gleam that told him something very good was about to happen."Wouldn't you love to know, honey?" Pamela asked coyly as she looked Stan directly in the eyes. "Would you like to know what your naughty wife has been filling her time with today?" Pam, what's this game you're playing?" Stan asked. "What did you do?" Stan, I sucked and fucked Judge Redding today," Pamela said quietly, waiting to see her.