“I think there’s a band-aid somewhere here,” he said as he opened some cupboards. “Here they are.” He took my finger that was bleeding and w...ile locking eyes with me, he licked the blood off of it. I gasped. He smiled and put the band-aid on my finger. “Thanks,” I said, smiling. “No worries,” he said, looking at the huge clock on the wall, “so what are you doing awake at 3.40 in the morning? Bad dreams?” “I’m not sure if they were bad or good,” I said, “what about you?” “Couldn’t sleep,” he. Go take your place baby ''my little pillow cock on the backseat waiting for me daddy turning on the beet before driving away looking at his girl sit on her training dildo ''here, just like that princess''legs passed in the strap by daddy, floating from the car roof straps right on the pillow toy legs up ''you just stay right there like a good girl ''''yes daddy, iam a good girl''''you still need to proove it cindy , daddy starting to like you''driving away looking in the retro mirror his sissy. All she thought about was the pain. Until I told Jack he could take her. I had noticed the bulge in his breeches and on his opening them, revealed a rod of large proportions. From the unfazed reactions of most of the women, I guessed they had seen it before. Jack lifted the hanging woman behind the knees and lowered her on to his throbbing prick. Seeing he had some difficulty in entering, one of the women splayed the old ladies cunt and guided Jack’s cock in. "My God, she’s tight and dry,". We did this same routine for the next four nights, Paula grew okay with me planting my cock in Wendy's tight pussy and draining my balls. The more we did this the more I fucked Wendy a little more each time I entered her. That fourth night Paula and I really worked Wendy over good and she crashed hard after were done fucking her. Paula and I went into the kitchen to have a few drinks and relax. Paula sat on the counter, naked with her legs open, much like a man would do. But she was not a man,.