The domes delight in his facial expression as he views this. He then follows, leashed, the wicked females who wheel the coffin into a large room which...is full of applauding jeering women, the scent of their arousal fills the room. He is turned to face a platform which is screened; the screens are pulled away to reveal a scaffold and silky white noose. The females revel at the male’s reaction; he has seen the coffin, he is to die for them; his cock is erect and the women taunt him wickedly. . Francine then waited for our signals. With the two of us using two cameras we could cover her every action and piece it together later. Francine slowly undressed for the camera and then sat on the toilet with her legs spread wide. I stood back and got most of her torso while my wife got in close to see the yellow stream hit the pool in the bottom of the toilet. She even captured a good size turd as it splashed down too. As Francine wiped herself she showed the camera the brown stain on the. Her knees became too weak to sustain my pounding, so she collapsed to the ground. Now she was laying on her bally. The entire weight of her body pressed on her tits, one of which was cupped in my hand and seemed to explode under the pressure and the constraint. I didn’t stop to assfuck her, not even for a second. I kept pushing and pulling my hard shaft till she trembled, quivered and shouted.A third orgasm hit her. The old man approached, surprised of how slutty his wife was. I could see that. But he hasn't had a sexual encounter in over two years and I thought maybe we could help."All I could manage to say was, "We?"Steph laughed and said, "Well, maybe me more than you."I could tell that Rob was as surprised as I was about where this conversation was heading. Steph was smiling and I knew she was having fun with this. We were all naked and sitting on our blanket and enjoying the late afternoon sunshine. Steph suggested that we should smoke a joint and looked at Rob to see if he had.