"Relax," I said and sloshed beer into both tankards. "Drink."The serving girl drank, twitched her nose and wiped her mouth on her hand."How did this s...it treat you when he came in?" I asked her."He kicked me and called me a slut," she said. "Called my inn a pigsty. Chased my uncle off with curses and threats. His men, them you shot, they laughed and pawed at me." She pulled her dress together over her sagging bosom and gave me a gap-toothed grin.I cut two buttons from the front of the fat. That ‘finger’ was gently flexing, rotating inside her vestibule, her slippery inner folds receiving a thrilling massage . Trish found herself giving answering hip motions to increase the pleasurable sensation. She could almost hear the drip drip drip of her vaginal juices hitting the concrete floor!.Her large breasts were squashed up against the hard wall, her nipples painfully engorged.It all seemed a fantastic dream, or was it ‘nightmare’ ….in her drink-befuddled brain the conflicting. He flipped me over, cock inside my ass. Marcus walked towards the bed, his hard cock begging for relief. “Oh fuck yes…” I spread my legs and allowed Marcus inside my raw cunt. The feeling of two big cocks grinding together inside me was too much. The pleasure was debilitating. I again lost control of my body, shaking and squirming to a massive orgasm. They gave me no time to recover, pounding my ass and pussy without mercy. “Fuck yesss….” I moaned. “Yesssss…yessss…yesssss…” With my pale white. "I'm loving this."I kept licking her as I explored her vagina with my tongue. She ran her hands through my hair as I repaid the favour of glorious oral sex. My mother was moaning loudly as I picked up the pace and paid more attention to her clit.Just as she had done with me, I took a moist finger and teased her arsehole as I licked her pussy. She let out a loud moan when my finger touched her arse. I put more pressure on with my finger as I wrapped her clit with my lips. Her moaning increased.