I then asked her if she would come around. Excitedly, she said that she would, and that she wouldnt be long. Greg made us a coffee while we waited for...Wendy to arrive. I told him how we had sex whenever we could, and how natural it felt between us. Greg smiled, telling me that I was lucky to have someone who was as close and caring as Wendy. Wendy arrived twenty minutes later. I greeted her with a warm kiss, thanking her for coming. She was wearing a vest-top and a short skirt, looking sexier. Holding it with a pair of pliers, she pushed it slowly through one of my balls. I screamed in agony. « Now it’s your turn » she said to mum and Beth. Mum took her place on the stool and heated another needle then pushed it through my other ball. Beth’s eyes were wide with amazement, she began to finger her smooth pussy as she watched. Then it was her turn, she sat on the stool smiling sadistically. She heated a needle until it was white hot, I howled as she slowly, so slowly pushed it. He came filling me with cum so much cum. He pulled out and spurted on my back on my thighs. "Turn round slave suck my shitty cock clean" And I did. His big black cock had a nice anal aroma as took the head in my mouth. My tongue tasted the shit as I licked the length of shaft many times. He watched my mistress straddle his friend mounting his BBC on the couch her sexy white ass bouncing up and down. The big black shaft disappearing inside her as big tits bobbled up and down he managed to get a. Perhaps my troubles started from the memory of my ex-husband's cock in that picture, but that's not even the picture that caused the obsession.The next step towards debauchery came in the form of a request from accounting. It was one of the strangest programming requests I have ever had. The head of accounting said that a lot of money was disappearing, but he couldn't find where it came from or where it went. He was absolutely certain that the computer wasn't doing the math properly, and he.