I could not believe my quiet little wife in a sex shop. She spoke to the female behind the counter who handed her something. She took my hand and off ...e went to a cubicle. In the cubicle was a big screen, a box of paper hankies, a bin, a DVD player and sexy pictures on the wall. There was a hole in the wall that needed repaired. She inserted the DVD into the player and I watched a bunch of young guys with an older lady, I started to get hard. My wife noticed this and pulled my shorts off and. "Your new friend looks happy, girls. Did you treat him nicely," their mom asked as she poured orange juice for everyone."Oh, yeah, Mom, and he treated us pretty good, too," Jessica told her mom giggling."I hope you three did get some sleep anyway." Yes, Mom, we finally let poor Emery go to sleep, he was really tired," Katlin said and then went over to her mother and whispered in her ear.Her mom looked up at my dad and said, "I guess these three want to know if we had a nice sleepover. Well,. Rod's finger slid into a velvety, hot furnace. Her anus and rectal walls clutched at him desperately. At the same time, Emily pushed his hand on her lap up between her legs into direct contact with her damp and dripping vagina. She squeezed him hard between her legs.A single silent shudder was all that betrayed Emily's orgasm on the theater seat. The person sitting on the other side never suspected the depth of her emotional upheaval. Rod knew exactly what she experienced. He could feel the. Stephanie then slowly stood up, her legs quivering with the effort."Good slave," Jeff said, clapping.Stephanie felt the same kind of elation she felt when she had won a difficult tennis match. Despite everything, she had done it and without any help. It was a small mental victory for her and she grasped at it like a life preserver."Slave, thrust your tits out."Of course, Stephanie did so. The pain the clothespins caused had ebbed away to a dull ache, flaring a bit if she moved and caused them.