It was arduous, unpleasant work on such a sultry day, and I felt terribly invasive going through the old boy's things. The reflection that now they re...lly belonged to me made me feel slightly less uncomfortable about it, but it did not make the work any easier.I decided to tackle one room at a time. So I started on a pile of old magazines at one end of the front room and took it from there. Most of them were porn — the old goat had apparently kept every dirty book he had ever bought, even. Slap number three. Your cock starts to grow. Slaaap. Slap number four. ‘Thank you ma’am may I have another’ is all you can muster in measured breath as you are bracing in anticipation as these slaps are getting harder but no less enjoyable. Spaaank. Slap number five. ‘Oh, that last slap was too much, let me at her,’ you playfully scream. She reaches over and unleashes you from both handcuffs. You take your blindfold off and you welcome the sight of her naked beauty and your cock twitches. Anna was more interested in the area below the neck. Genevieve wore a cream colored, button-front blouse, which was straining under the weight of those heavy mammaries, and a black skirt hiding her womanly hips and ass. Shapley legs in smoke-colored stockings carried her toward the curb, where she deposited her trash for the next morning's pickup. Anna got an even better look at her rear as she went back toward her front door: big and round, just the way she liked 'em!Anna went to her closet. We got in the car and joined the motorway it wasn’t long before we came up behind the first truck of the day stacy shuffled in her seat pulling her mini skirt up to reveal her white thong. She positioned the back of the chair so that she was lying down and told me she was ready. as we got along side the truck stacy spread her legs as wide as she could and put one hand inside her thong. Looking up at the driver she waved with one hand as the other worked on her pussy. After about five minutes.