She took my dick in her hand and looked at me banging my dick on her cheeks. She took the cigarette and begin to jerk me.She took a puff and smoked on...my dick and then put my dick in her mouth. I put my hands around her hair and took them on one side. Disha was moving her mouth in and out holding my dick at the end. In between sucking she also smoked her cigarette.She smoked the whole cigarette and then put her hands on my thighs and begin to suck me hard.Me: Ah! Fuck. Your lips on my dick,. ............" Shebutted in smiling, "Susanna, it's fine, he deserved it, I just hope Idon't get you that angry, you're a hellcat! As the state of the panswill probably testify."She then went and told the story of me taking it out on the pans,lightening the mood at my expense, but it was worth it to hear Shonilaugh again.Lunch was ok, a simple Sunday dinner, soup, roast beef and Yorkshirepuddings with veg and a simple steamed chocolate pudding all home madeby yours truly - everyone enjoyed it.I. I opened the vegetable bin, and pulled out the largest zuchini we had, about 16 inches long, and 8 inches around, much bigger than her arm. I showed it to her, and said my weiner won’t hurt you, but this will, (I hope). I lubed it up with butter, and proceeded to work it in her pussy, until I was ramming it home as fast as I could, she must have cum 5 times, I pulled it out after her orgasm, and started trying to put it up her behind, and itI was tough going, she cried, and kept moving around. In the event that I did not agree to them, they would allow my wife and I to return home immediately. The very next day Rod called Jill to inform her that Allie had been in an auto accident and wasn't expected to live. She did not take the bait, much to my irritation. The following day Rod called her again to let her know that Allie had passed away and inviting her to the funeral which would take place in three days. Jill bought his sad story and agreed to attend the funeral. Narurally I.