His hands fumbling at her dress and beginning to remove it."Oh fuck, you're superb," Harry lecherously gloated as he looked at Yvonne's naked body. Sh... was so young, so lovely, so perfect in every way. "Oh fuck," he continued with great enthusiasm, "I'm going to love abusing and hurting you."They began to fuck, then Harry pulled out and put his face down between Yvonne's spread thighs and began to lick and lap at her so very wet and slippery pussy.Harry was absolutely thrilled when Yvonne. .Rosie?"Glenda slowly nodded as she accepted the handshake offer.Shelly...who appeared to be perpetually hyper-caffeinated...then gazedaround the interiors of the shop. "Wow! This place is SOOO old-school!Very stylish! You sure know a thing or two about 'retro'! Very nice," Shethen pulled out her tablet as she continued speaking her rapid-firedialogue. "So as I said, I represent Pam's morning show, perhaps you'veheard of it? 'The Merry Weather Show'? Housewives all over Bullchesterwatch that. ”He chuckled. “There are few things I wouldn’t do to you, you stupid fucking cunt. Let go of your nipples, and you might want to warm that jaw up because it’s going to be busy.”He hung up, and I released my aching nipples and cupped my tits. “He’s not serious,” I whispered. “He can’t be.”But no more than ten minutes later while I still lay on my sofa, soothing my sore tits, my front door banged open. I didn’t have my front door locked, and the young men who poured into my house hadn’t bothered. Sally, Steve’s wife of just two years, was upstairs. He had heard the shower stop about ten minutes ago, so now she would be slipping into the black and red waspie corset, rolling the fishnets up her long, slender legs, then teetering onto her red shoes with the fuck-me, steel heels. He glanced at the clock, it was about a quarter to two and they were expecting the first two of their list of visitors. This time next week they would be in their new house, back up in Birmingham, he thought, as.