She gently disengaged his hand and moved to his wife’s shoes, looking behind her to gauge his attitude, careful not to smile. His look showed a shad...w of apprehension. She bent her knees, knowing the skirt would stretch to show her figure. She shook her sandy blond hair and let the curled waves bounce at her back. ‘Perhaps shoes will say what you wish?’ He was tired of the pretext. ‘No, shoes are a woman’s choice.’ ‘And so is her body, Pierre. Who she shares it with and when.’ This wasn’t in. Chris raises it up and takes a step closer to Molly.]KAREN: ?Molly, tilt your head back and don’t think about moving. Even in case you try, I’ve got your head held firmly. Molly, I’m not going to lie to you, this isn’t going to be fun for you. Especially with a big, thick cock like Chris’s?ouch. Plus, it’s wet. That gives me an idea?.? [Karen tips Molly’s head back a little further and lets a big gob of spit run out of her mouth and onto Molly’s forehead and the bridge of her nose. She does it. After a few minutes I got a tap on the shoulder and a bloke begging to be in my wife's mouth so I moved and watched her getting spit roasted by two strangers and then I found a pussy and arse with no cock in it so I filled it and fucked this stranger hard and deep making her scream and cum over my cock then I moved on to another mouth making her lick and suck me clean this went on for a few hours till everyone was a empty balls cum dripping mess on the floor and then I said "times up you can. But that winter, things had gone downhill. Sumire’s job at the pottery studio down by the port had started making her work overtime, leaving less time for them. Shortly thereafter, her mother went for a routine checkup only to find she had stage three breast cancer instead. Eriko had quit her part-time job to chauffeur her mother around from appointment to appointment, some requiring they leave the island for hospitals with better cancer centers.When the chemo and radiation therapy made her.