"Petra was waiting just outside the doors and I heard her say, "She's okMomma they just wanted to look at the scratches on her face." We're in here Mo...ra," I said."What is that you're putting on her face?" she was curious.I was using my fingers to spread the honey over her scratches. "It'spure Honey, from our bee hives," I explained."Honey?" Royal Jelly," said Cleo with a giggle. When I looked the scratcheswere almost gone. She dipped her finger in the jar and then smeared iton a long scratch. “You deserve better than me, but I love you so much!”“I love you, too, baby.”Midway through their dinner, Robby turned to Heather and smiled. “Are you really wearing the same thing underneath that you wore that night?”She looked at him curiously and said, “Yes, why?”“Prove it.”“What?”“Prove it.” He grinned at her and looked around. They were in a booth towards the rear of the dining room and the lighting was dim. “Nobody will see. Just undo a couple of buttons on your blouse.”“You’re crazy!”. I again didn't hesitate in agreeing to these ridiculous terms, "Yes, sir." "Beg me to fuck your wife," he ordered, pumping his cock in and out of my mouth for a few fast, deep strokes. I again obediently obeyed, as I begged, "Please fuck my hot wife and make her your black cock addict. Sir." "Now hold still, I'll give you your treat," he said. So I remained on my knees and allowed an inmate to face fuck my mouth for a few minutes as he stared at a picture of my wife. Then he shot his load,. I could tell by the look on her face what she meant, and so could Britta. “Oh yeah. Switch.” Britta whispered. I tried with new energy to get away but I was tied. Quickly, Carly shoved her thick rod in me and Britta was forcing my mouth open. She intruded roughly and I could taste a new taste on top of the taste of her pussy. I could taste my ass on her cock. They had renewed energy with the thought of what I was being put through now and they both slammed into me in unison until they were.