His father was still sullen and distracted, and paid little attention to him. One morning he even forgot to prepare him breakfast. The atmosphere at h...me had changed.One day, shortly after а spring downpour, his father took him in his arms and carried him to the taxi that waited near the entrance. The street was shining in the sun as if varnished, sending up tiny wisps of smoke“Where are we going, dad?”“To visit your mother. She misses you a lot. She wants to see you. But you should not ask her. “Alright, I gotta piss, I'll be back” Rick stated as he slowly rose to his feet and stumbled carefully out of the room and the distinct thuds of falling into the wall echoed back every few feet. Lucy quickly stole the chair and the controller. “My turn while hes gone” she slurred slightly as she started the next round. After a longer than expected gun slinging war between the two of us, Lucy had thoroughly surprised me with her gaming abilities, if I had known she liked this stuff before she. The suction of Stella butt hole was incredible, maybe this is what all butt holes are like I thought? I slowly moved in and out the whole length of my shaft easing in, right up to my balls and Stella’s arse cheeks, I upped the pace and Stella continued to coo and sigh a soft murmuring sound. I then remembered Stella’s amazing breasts and leant forward to play with those huge nipples. Her reaction to having her nipples played with was brilliant, it became obvious they were very sensitive. Stella. His mistress approaches, points to the coffin and smiles as she strokes his erect cock. Is he to be allowed one final orgasm? No. The stool is kicked smartly from under him by his wicked mistress.The women cheer deliriously and buzz at their gaping pussies with vibrators as the man jerks and dances, bound helplessly as the rope bites tighter and tighter about his neck; he snorts furiously as his windpipe is restricted, taking in the heady scent of female arousal, making his cock bolt upright..