I used this one simple trick that the Donald hates. I pulled out a picture of my MIL. 2 seconds laterI was walking out the office. Should last till I ...et to my car.Once inside my car I grabbed my…...smart phone so I can watch. Karen was on her belly with a breast hanging over the side of the bed. I could see a painter standing on side of bed leaning over. His black hands were around the hanging breast and his big old blue gum lips working on the nipple. The other painter was fucking her from. I felt so vulnerable.“Turn around,” he commanded, gently. I did as I was told. “Now, back to me,” he said after a few seconds. He then reached out his left hand and gently took my right nipple and slightly squeezed it. Instantaneously my pussy flooded as though there was a nerve which ran from my nipples straight to my pussy. His fingers were rough yet incredibly soft at the same time.“C’mon,” he said, releasing his tender grip on my nipple and taking me by the hand.He led me by the hand to the. This time she was tied to a kind of rectangular framework with her arms and legs stretched so that her hands and feet were at the four corners of the frame. With such a large construction, even the tall Veronica couldn't fill it completely and she was stretched horribly tightly - a lot worse than last time!Once again she was obliged to scream and moan in agony as a large man, naked save for a wolf mask, stood in front of her and plied a vicious and cruel leather whip. He was good at his job and. Still none of this mattered, he was doomed, for if these women were not demons who would surely eat him for breakfast, then he did disturb their bathing, and he in another sense was doomed. Closing his eyes to accept his fate, he awaited what he surely imagined would be his untimely, unwarranted, inescapable demise…. Again.“My my my.” He heard from behind and above as the big breasted green haired demon wrapped her arms around his chest, surely to keep him still. “Such an energetic one aren’t.