Then, after we finished our meal and were talking, a woman, whom I had not noticed, came up to me and asked me to dance. She was a brunette and was ev...n a bit larger than my mom; her tits were huge, and she looked like she was in her early 70s. She wasn’t great looking, but she was large, old, with fantastic tits, and so my cock immediately began growing. “Sure,” I answered, then grabbed her hand and moved out to the dance floor with her.As we began dancing, I looked back at M*m and saw a look. ”“Uh oh, here we go. And what would that be?” I asked.“She wants you to cook her up one of your mean omelets!”“Okay,” I said. “I’ll pick up some eggs.” I kissed her. Her phone call had aroused me again and I was ready to pick up where we’d left off.“Rob,” she said when we broke our kiss. “Remember when we talked about my marriage and I told you about all of my husband’s affairs?”“Yes.”“Well, I had one too. It was with Sharon.”Our sex was sweet, and I couldn’t help thinking about how it might be. I wanted to feel the sting on my hand and see the red glow spread across her cheeks and know that I was doing it. The dom started to spank the sub harder and faster. She had a rhythm going and I could see the color change from pink to red. The sub started to kick her legs out and wiggle that red ass. I could get glimpses of her ass hole and her pussy lips. This was glorious to watch. The sub was sobbing and begging the dom to stop. She did, but only long enough to seize a riding crop. With her. He sat down behind his desk, buried his face in his hands, and wept. He felt certain he would never see his young friend again.Harriet swam back to the shore and saw that the bus was surrounded by a group of armed men who were pointing their guns at her and motioning her to come out of the lake. Realising that she would be an easy target, she obeyed and climbed out of the water, seeing with horror, that the other passengers had all been killed and their bodies piled inside the bus.She reached.