It all made for a self-destructive and depressed woman. She found herself on a road of bad health, binge drinking and eating sweets as a way of comfor....That was until she met Nigel. Nigel was a man of the world and a philosopher. He was sitting in a bar with a small beer when he looked around. What he saw hurt him. He saw, sitting in the corner of the room, a beautiful woman with the potential to be a queen, a goddess. Instead, he saw a woman with manic depression, with five empty pint glasses. As my head slowly dropped between her legs, the aroma of her pussy and the contents of it became intoxicating. I placed my lips on one of her thighs as my hands reached to her hips and grabbed the sides of her panties. Her legs moved from their resting position on the sides of the chair and closed in around my head. She moved her hands to the armrests and shifted upward slightly so that I could the panties from her body.As I slid the panties down her legs everything hit me like a truck… the. We love you, now come on it’s your turn. Show us what to do as we’ve never done this before. What a privilege it is to pleasure you!” They were beside themselves.How amazing was that? He was overcome. His cock was bursting but he still managed to suck each one until they squirted in his face. He left them both breathless.He stood up. His cock was purple and throbbing and he was so ready to make love to both of them, but not yet.He pulled them into his body and quickly fondled their beautiful. "Listen, I can get even with that bitch and we can all have a ball at the same time," Anna whispered in the chaplain's ear."What are you talking-talking a-a- OHHH, SHIIITTTT!" Chet screamed as he closed his eyes and threw his groin hard against Marie's ass-cheeks. Anna looked down and watched the chaplain's thickly veined cock spasm wildly. Then rivers of white, sticky jizz poured out of Marie's impaled shitter."Okay, okay, what do you want?" Chet panted after a few moments."Listen, take that.