It never occurred to me to resist, I just let her pull me over to her lap. Like I said when I started this story, I'm not a small woman, but Alice hel... me like a child in her lap and as I wept, she kept rocking me, making soft soothing sounds.Finally all I had left were hiccups. When I pulled back a little and looked at her I noticed the front of her shirt was wet from my tears. The material was now semi-transparent it was so wet and I could see she wasn't wearing a bra. I don't know why, but. At one moment I was at his working room and realized that there is some DVD on his desk. Of course, I brought my laptop from Zagreb and few minutes later I found out that DVD contains many porn scenes. All of them, had one sequence same - at some point women were spanked.It made me a little bit wet and I called Mr. Bailey - “Hi, here is Sandra. I was just wondering when you have break from work, since I would like to see your office.” He replied to me “No problem sweety, my break will be around. Cindi was enjoying the smooth surface of the banana rubbing in her box. It was doing what she wanted enhancing her sexual feelings. The fact that she was laying on the back of a car on the trunk lid in an open and well exposed market place made little difference to her. Complete humiliation had become a turn on for her.It was becoming very evident that Cindi was on the verge of going over the top so the man was told to stop. It was also very evident by the looks of his pants that the man was. I can;'t tell if it's my wife or someone else.The fingers start rubbing and pushing. Soon one then another and then another are in my ass. Rubbing and pushing. Deeper and deeper. My prostate is grazed and I jump but I am being held so films I barely move. I relax and the a fourth finger makes its way in. In and out they go. I feel full and am starting to enjoy myself when the thumb is positioned and slowly worked in. I gasp around the ball gag. Someone has their whole hand in my ass. I am.