You've always had an imagination with beautiful women.Rubbing dry, you grabbed the KY you kept next to the couch, within moments you can start imaging...her, but young and more vibrant. How hot she must have been at 18.. same as Kylie's age if you think about it.. which you often do.. You imagine Kylie right before she went to college and dyed her hair. She used to be a stunning young blonde, and though she is still beautiful, that is how you like to fantasize about her still.Her and Kylie might. ‘Mr Randall Jones please nominate a piece you wish me to play.’ He stood, very elegant in his tuxedo, ‘When Irish Eyes are Smiling’ if you please. ‘Oh Mr Jones, I’m afraid I play only classical music and for children at the under age ten birthday parties of my relatives. Captain, your request please.’ ‘No stop!’ said Mr Jones still standing. ‘My grandmother played that tune for me throughout my childhood.’ Gwen sighed and said, very well, and not only played but sang it as well. When she. I want my cock up your ass. Once it's buried there, fuck me." Carmen quickly obeyed her new 'boyfriend' and bent over, pulled the crotch of her thong aside and shoved back onto his cock and buried it in her ass. She began to thrust in and out as she watched Maria pull off Big Mike's cock and engulf Pete's as she started stroking on Big Mike's. Her tight ass and the action going on in front of him quickly had Kyle firing his cum deep into her bowels as both the other men grunted and Maria pulled. "I'll be outside, callme on the radio." Her voice, loud and clear, passed through my earswithout her words registering. The sole focus of my attention wasseeing my wife again. Liz's faint inquires toward the outside worldbecame loud desperate screams for help as she concluded the noisesannounced the presence of potential rescue.I stood before the large steel door and debated tearing it out of theconcrete frame before deciding on leaving minimal evidence of mypresence behind. Air rushed out.