“I didn’t know. Let me get my stick,” I said. The stick wasn’t a stick at all. It was actually made from a piece of half inch PVC water pipe. ...t was four feet long, too long to be called a cane. It also had a completely different purpose. It was to discourage aggressive dogs, and teenagers. The pipe was stiffened by adding three unnecessary coupling, as well as a tee coupling on top. The topper also had a five eights inch in diameter, and four inch long bolt run through it. There were three. For the third time I tried, but I was losing hardness. I kept thinking about her statement to me not even ten minutes ago about how I satisfied her sexually. Her dry pussy offered a different, more realistic point of view. Soon nothing was left but a three inch soft cock overlooking this wonderful ample ass and shared pussy. “Why don’t you just jack off, “My wife suggested, rolling over and sitting up in front of me. She took my softness in her hand while leaning down placing the tip. He moved to stand at Annabelle's feet where he retrieved a small tube from his pant's pocket, which puzzled Erica who had been silently watching in horror at the ordeal Annabelle was enduring. As Anthony opened the cap, Erica saw that a condom had been forced inside. As he removed it, she noticed a red powder falling from it to the ground. Anthony worked the seasoned condom over his throbbing cock, before carefully climbing up on the stone moving over top of Annabelle, who was too focused on. When she reached the top of her thigh, she slid the shortened leather strap up the side of Olivia’s mound, across the strip of hair, and back down the other side. AJ looked up and saw Olivia’s chest rise with every ragged breath. Her body was clenched from the teasing, yet awaiting every touch. AJ pulled the whip away from Olivia’s legs and up toward her breasts. She laid the leather strap across a breast and slid it down her nipple. She teased underneath each breast before pulling the strap.