To our amazement some of the same regulars were in and in particular Fred a 79 year old widower who we used to stand and talk to on many an evening.Wh...n we made our long time greetings, Fred always used to sit on a bar stool at the end of the bar that backed into a small room that housed the fruit machine it had no light as it was really just a box room, so no one really ever passed to go in their and play on the machine, so you could stand and lean against the wall facing Fred at the bar which. "As I stand naked in the middle of the room, I can see the feet of my doms circling me and inspecting their new sub. They put a collar and leash on me then lead me to the bedroom and proceed to bend me over the side of the bed. The woman puts on a strapon and tells me to watch her, while her husband began to rim me. The wife slowly pushes into my ass and gently begins to thrust. However, she randomly begins to push down on my back as she mounts me and pounds so hard. She fucks me so hard that. Which you are a horrible fucking person for getting me going this much and not letting this go where it should go…" And where exactly," he said, running his hands up her bare arms, "do you think this should go?" Freddie…" she said, grinning a little as the goose bumps on her arms spread with his touch, and almost blushing it seemed as if she was embarrassed to say what she was wanting. "You know what I really want, and I've told you like fifty times. If you're already making out with me, and. The motion of her jiggled legs and thighs on every wiggled step would be the first hint, followed by the 'plop, plopness' of slushing around her tubby-belly and those hefty sacks of big-boob that's barely busting out of her shirt and clothes secondly. As she walks along further in carrying those meaty juggs and her bobbing, heaving tummy; she shows her face that's full of cheeks, those pretty round, large eyes and a lovely double stacked chin topped off with a curvy smile that would welcome any.