They always came back with some clothes, but not a lot, at least that I saw. Well, I promised myself that I would never let that happen again. I neede... to become a bigger part of their lives; I needed to be a father to my angels, in every respect. Myself, I could get away with wearing the same clothes for a year, but they could not. Besides, I needed to get some new clothes too, since I had lost about thirty pounds during my depression, and it showed in my gaunt face and hanging clothes.Now, as. It must have been about 8 inches and without hesitation he said.."you like that dont you?"....."very nice " i said....."come on then girl suck it , make it nice and hard so i can ram it up your arse!!"...once again i was down sucking on a strangers cock... i knew what he was going to do and after a few minutes i didnt protest when he pulled me up and spun me round...pushing me forward at the shoulders i bent forward, taking hold of the metal railings of the fence we were stood next to....his. “How was your night?” she asked brightly. “Was your machine everything you expected it to be?”I couldn’t answer with the dildo moving in my mouth, but I grunted back at her. I was hoping she could hear the anger– and desperation– in my voice. She walked over to the work bench and picked up a control that was sitting next to the computer. “Let’s see now,” she said softly as she held her fingers over the buttons.Soon the anal ram was out of my ass and I was straightened out and flipped over so. I did it for sometime and she asked me to stop because she wanted to pass urine. Then we both urinated in the open terrace itself in some corner.When she again lied down I sat near her and said "Ranjani — you lie on your stomach". She accordingly did and now her bare ass was before me. I ogled at it and catching her buttocks I kneaded them like dough. She giggled and said "are you going to make bread?". I laughed and said "I am going to eat it". I bent and kissed her bum cheeks. Then slightly.