He was a pretty handsome and well-preserved man, but with the new way of healthy eating introduced by his wife, he lost even more weight. But Mrs. Dor... still didn't trust her husband… He was really looking forward to going to her mother's for lunch on Sundays, because he was always greeted there by roast meat, potatoes, rice, apple strudel or something like that… Then he would gladly eat it, moreover, he especially enjoyed dipping white bread in roasted meat juice. To Ms. Dora, this was. My wife came home at about three in the afternoon. She clearly looking tired and she took herself off to bed in the late afternoon after a shower, her snoring quickly echoed through the house. She had left her phone on the kitchen bench. I never check my wife’s phone, but in the space of about 5 minutes she seemed to get about a half a dozen or messages come through. Thinking that something may have happened with a f****y member that required urgent attention, I opened her messages. I got a. ..I can't... Th..That wasn't our agreement..." Sheila quickly protested at the immense feeling of the huge cock that was filling her. Phil forced head of his cock inside her, and Sheila thought she would lose consciousness; her outstretched palms were flat against Katie’s stomach. Mrs. Jackson grabbed both of Sheila's hands and placed them on her small breasts using her friends hands to kneed the small mounds of flesh. Sheila looked back at Phil, "N..No! You're too big!... Unnnnnngggghhhh!". Unless you want the Calvary from Sutter’s Fort to come check out their story.”“No, I’ll pass on that. When the cone is disconnected from the ship circle around and take care of them. No survivors.”“Understood, Captain.”I unhooked the cables from the cone, then the Ethereal dropped down so I could reach up and unhook them from the ship. The Ethereal took off and circled around the hill the two men were hiding behind. There was a brief burp from the ship’s lasers and it came to a landing not far.