He begs his new mistress for a good fisting each day but if he is lucky she has her other, well hung lovers fuck his holes, which I admit I enjoyed wa...ching for years.The best part is that she is only 20 and he, at 50, is her slave, just like he has been for so many men and woman. Like me, she enjoys making him watch real cocks satisfy her and even film it while jerking off all over the place with his useless prick. I put up with him out of sympathy for his little dick and prison wrecked. My back stung like a son of a bitch, though.“No, it doesn’t seem to be so bad,” Cate continued, as I listened to her one-sided conversation with our mother. “He’s a bit bruised and scuffed up but he seems OK. I think his shirt is trashed, though.” My shirt was the least of my worries, though it made me worry about whether I was unintentionally leaving bloodstains on Anh’s car seat. I was sure I’d suffered more injuries from scraping my back than from being punched.Cate listened to the response. I know my wife loves to have her nipples sucked, and sure enough, she arched her back and moaned, grinding against Joe’s hips. I watched her dance on Joe’s lap, with her little skirt flipping and dancing with her. I knew only her thin panties lay between them, as I slowly walked around the oblivious pair. I recorded my wife’s eyes closed in ecstasy as she ground against Joe’s obviously hard erection. Just as I thought I ought to interrupt, she opened her eyes and smiled at me, then knelt down. Susie was embarrassed to mention Nasty as she knew nothing about him, except she was his plaything. Adèle could not mention how she got Susie’s pictures in the first place as she could be in trouble since Ross was a student… a 15yo one at that. What had Adèle confused was how Ross knew and managed to get such revealing photos.The women talked in stops and starts… neither really knowing what to say. Ross, from his hiding place was starting to panic… this was not going as he had hoped… then.