She smiled as she sat on the other couch. I'd kind of hoped she'd sit beside me on the main couch, but didn't say anything about it."Do you want some ...offee?" I asked."No, not yet," she answered. "I feel like I could sleep some more." Well, you can if you want," I said. I was thinking that I'd just get in bed with her and let her sleep in my arms a bit longer. Gwen smiled again, then lay down on the couch and closed her eyes. Not exactly what I'd had in mind."I thought we'd go get some. That’s what the skewers are for! I take a small chain, thread it on one end of one of the skewers and then on the other hand. This forms a convenient handhold: if I pull on this chain, I pull on the entire skewer and thus on her tit. I do the same for the other five skewers, then thread a larger chain through the handholds above both breasts and attach it to the pulley hook. Before I actually suspend my slave, I put the same setup on her companion. Jenny looks a bit frightened, but determined. .. yeh!...yeh!” I exhausted. I must have had 8 squirts inside her asshole. I was sitting on the floor. She was lying on the sofa. The music was still playing. Nearly 10 minutes passed. Mom asked me to prick her vagina. I declined as she might get pregnant that way. However she assured that she would not since she’s in menopause and can’t become pregnant at this stage. I woke up. Filled my cock into mom’s pussy. Licking her breasts (almost 20 years later), kneading them. No milk this time. “aah!. It was going to be a long afternoon. The meeting seemed to run in slow motion. Slowly the clock ticked round to 5pm, and Ed almost sprinted out of the office. The lift seemed to take forever to reach the ground floor. It kept stopping to pick up everyone else leaving the office at the same time. The tube seemed to be busy this evening. Ed was building up a sweat as he pushed his way through the crowds, to get the escalator down to the Northern line. Once on his tube, he relaxed slightly, and.