The only thing that mattered to her at that moment is that huge spear in her asshole, slowly penetrating her anal depths, going deeper and deeper, and...then wondering if the sweet torture would ever end. Even though Kelly feels like she is being split open, even though my huge cock is stretching her asshole to its limits, and even though this is the most demeaning thing that has ever been done to her – her body is somehow receiving incredible pleasure from her ordeal. I sensed this, and – being. I had met Mercer socially a couple of times: he wasn’t imposing physically, but I could imagine him being very successful in a courtroom. Over the last few months, however, she had stopped talking about work, and snapped at me if I pressed her. I thought we had developed good communication skills, but those skills suddenly didn’t seem to work anymore when it came to her work. Then, a few weeks ago, we had stopped having sex. She claimed to be tired from work, so she couldn’t wait up for me. ..... "Have we got anything planned for tonight?" "Well........." I told her........ "I did intend stopping in tonight as all these late nights are catching up with me, it must be my age! What do ya say to a movie night in?" "Yeah, I'm up for that, what time?" "7.00pm" was my reply. "OK then, see you later!" Right the plot was set and all I had to do is figure out how to pull it all together to run like a well oiled engine. 'Ping' a light bulb went off in my head and it was like a vision and it. Amy wrapped her leg over mine, and then Steph put hers over both of ours. I slowly rubbed my hands up and down their arms… partly to be romantic but also because I loved the feel of the soft robes they wore.******The credits began to roll on our movie and Steph sat up. Amy reached over to grab the remote for the t.v. I scooted down and got off the bed. I stood up and stretched to get the stiffness out. I went to the bathroom. When I came out, the girls were sitting on the edge of the bed.