"Just hold it and see how big it gets by your touches..." I continued to persuade her."We really shouldn't...." she hesitated as if in a dream. Her wi...lpower was weakening as she gazed at the impressive hard.For a long time she continued to stare at the flaying dick trying to convince her that she wanted to do. I saw her resolve as she leaned against cushioned arm of seat and I slipped her hand to my painfully swollen sack. She with the instinct of tenderness felt and touched it, lightly. There was a driver but he stayed in the front seat behind the wheel ready to go. I made a couple of copies while my wife took Cheryl Ann to the hospital again. This time I handed the police the DVD as evidence.The next day we sat Cheryl Ann down and had yet another stern talk with her. However my wife had an entirely different approach this time.My wife told Cheryl Ann, “Young lady! Fuck that, you are a young whore! You will let anyone fuck you for a beer! Is that right?”Cheryl Ann said, “Yes!”. With a resigned shrug, he drops to his knees. It is not enthusiastic, but when her cock enters his mouth, it is a powerful moment. We have remained seated until now, but like moths to a campfire, we are drawn to surround the couple and watch as he pretends that he is sucking a real cock. I feel my nipples stiffen against my bra and curse myself for not wearing a burqa for this event. As I walk around behind him, I see that he is sporting the buttplug that I left in the bathroom with the. The door was wide open and a bedside lamp lit the room. The bed, its head at the wall directly across from the door, was in full view to Jane.Elsie was kneeling on all fours across it, her head buried in a pillow on the side furthest from Jane, the large white moons of her bare rump pushed up in the air. George stood behind her, side-on to the watching Jane, his cock thrusting in and out of her, one of his hands reaching round and under her and obviously fondling her sex, while the other was.