“Only 3 am. I have time to run up to Walmart and have some fun, maybe try on some shoes!!!” *burp* The drive to Walmart was enjoyable, literally ...o other cars on the road then myself! Nothing like driving at 3 am. The lot was pretty empty, mostly vehicles of workers I would believe. I can hear my heart pounding in the silence of the night with my hand on the door handle… “Okay, 3, 2 1...” I say to myself out loud. I push the door open and I am off and head straight to the lit doors. I took my. They appeared to be sitting on something small that looked a lot like the mushroom tops from the impalement poles the women had been left on after the previous show. Their faces were painted with the heavy colors of a Thandalan prostitute with very bright red lips, blue around the eyes, and pink on the cheekbones. Their hands were pulled up tight above them, sloping in toward the central axle of the device. The mushroom seats were moving up and down in a synchronized rhythmic fashion so that. A few minutes later, the guy cried that he was going to burst in my anus. After ramming me really hard for a few seconds, I could feel his hot semen shooting up into my ass. He held onto my waist for a few moments, moaned in relief and then he pulled out. I could hear him grabbing his clothes as he left the room. Then I stopped sucking my husband's dick for a few minutes to get in a kneeling position. "Keep going my love, I'm getting so close now" He said.Not even a couple minutes went by. And could she *possibly* be wondering what I was about to do with that darling breast? Not for long!I clamped my lips down on her nipple, making sure it couldn't get away. Then it got the tugging and pulling of its life. Jenny sure seemed to be enjoying having her nipple pulled, sucked and stretched to new limits, although she never actually *said* she was. There were just all of these soft moaning sounds coming from her. It was impossible to be absolutely sure. One thing I *was* sure about.