The man playing the viola was so fat that it was only by a miracle that the buttons of his white shirt dammed in a bloated discharge of pink belly tha... would otherwise overflow onto his lap. With every backward thrust of his bow, a hairy jelly-like engorgement extruded from between the straining buttons. The first violin was played by a man who had one eye at least an inch below the other and such an apology for a beard that it could only be excused insofar as it obscured his receding chin.And. .. “Hello ... I’m Zara Vudovic ... I’m 49-years-old nurse from Colchester in England, originally from Croatia ... And I deserve to have sex with a big dog!”We cut to Zara sitting on the bed, kneeling actually, her knees spread wide. She’s smoking a cigarette, and appears to be completely relaxed with her body, not caring at all that she’s hardly the most attractive guest we’ve had on the show. She talks to us about why she’s here today as we cut from camera to camera – checking her out in. We could immediately see why Bill, Jr. liked her plus her red hair and green eyes didn’t hurt either. Chris and I both gave her a hug before we stepped back, looked at our family, and asked the obvious question.“What’s the problem now?” we both asked to everyone’s surprise.“I told you they would guess,” mom immediately told dad.“Come into the house, and we’ll explain,” dad told us. Chris and I grabbed our stuff from the car, and dad and Bill, Jr. helped us carry it inside. When we were all. Her pussy lips were full and moist. I ran my tongue slowly over the entrance to her cunt. My fingers spread her sex open to my wet, probing licks and its darting motions were too much for the blonde.She pushed herself onto my face and her pussy mashed into me. She was losing herself totally. Her juices were flowing freely over my face. The poor, sex-starved bitch had given it up to me. She was pushing against me until I almost smothered.I managed to flip her over on to her back. I didn’t have.