You look me in the eyes and can probably tell how horny I am. You unbutton my jeans and slowly move your hand inside my black lace panties. I groan lo...dly as you dip into my wetness and bury your finger deep inside me. I desperately want you to move up to my clit and make me cum, but instead, you remove your hand completely. With you other hand, you open the door to the ladies' bathroom and push me through it. Another door, and we're inside the stall. Finally having full freedom, you start. "Prisoner, youhave been convicted of murder and sentenced to hang from the neck until dead.Sentence of execution will now be carried out. Do you have any finalwords?"She had answered thisquestion countless times in her mind. Sometimes, she bravely said "No,let's get on with it." Sometimes, she protested, "I'm innocent!You're about to hang an innocent woman!" But now that she was bound uptighter than she'd ever managed to tie herself, standing up, with a large noosedangling above her, all she. Sue gasped. I was having anal sex with my wife in front of half a dozen guys. How had we got here?!I kept up a steady rhythm in and out of her arse, almost withdrawing each time, then going in up to the hilt for maximum photo impact. The guys holding Sue’s legs began to take further liberties and I could feel their hands coming up her thighs, fingers approaching her vaginal lips and, let’s face it, her arse-hole, and my dick entering it!I was in heaven though. Sue seemed to be too. Certainly. Nothing major, just a few glasses of wine between 5-8pm, then off home. It broke the week up, and it was a nice time to catch up. These Thursday evenings were becoming more popular, with more and more people turning up, then sometimes her work colleagues would invite their friends.Holly who worked with Liz brought along Kay and Jennifer one week, and they became regular participants in the early evening sessions.Kay was dark, slim and stunningly attractive, a really nice figure. Jennifer was.