She checked the condom was in place, then began to suck him again. “ That’s enough”, said Stu, pulling her up towards him. “Time to try to pot...the pink”. “ I bet you’ve potted the black often enough”, she giggled, raising her skirt with both hands and leaning back against the pool table. The thong was a red line between her hairy lips. “ Well big boy?” Stu went at her like a hungry animal, pulling the thong aside and ramming four fingers up her. She was dripping wet, but she moaned at his. ? I have installed this unit in mykitchen, or at least the pipes run from a second sink, where the drain shouldbe, outside, through my kitchen wall, to a small box underneath my kitchenwindow.? The waste is then processed bythis unit before the waste products are then fed into the drains to bedispersed among the sewers.? In case youhave not figured this out yet, the vital component of my new unit is you.? I will continue to feed you.? All you have to do is shovel whatever is put beforeyou into. "That was a sign for Steen telling him he was approved.Now Steen was ready for action; he took a gun (a "fake" that was what he had told me on the phone) and threatened us to go in the bedroom, where my husband was told to take all his clothes off.I was told to tie him to a chair, while Steen stood with the gun pointing at us. I handcuffed my husband's arms behind the back of the chair, and put straps around his ankles and the chair.When I had finished the job, Steen told me to take my clothes. He refused, which means more drinks for me. To be honest, when I got into her house following her amazing fuckable ass, I didn't even think about fucking her at all. "There's your drink," she pointed at the table. We both had a normal conversation until the drinks were finished. Her sexy body made my dick go semi hard. The tightness of my jogging pants made the bulge so noticeable. "I guess I better get going now, Miss J. Thanks for the drinks by the way." As I was about to stand up, she stood.