She felt like a child caught shoplifting. As her hand shot to the robe and she struggled to sit up straight, she stammered out, "Darling... Wh-what ar... you doing here?" "The emergency at work was a false alarm. I texted you that I was coming home, but I can see you've been busy." He smirked at her. Her face turned crimson with embarrassment. "You've been a very, very naughty little girl, haven't you, Gloria?" She blinked. He folded his arms and stood before her. "Well? Do you have anything to. I wanted to hear her say it again, so squeezing her tits hard I said:"What?"She opened her eyes and looking deep into my eyes pleaded:"Fuck me. Please."I got out of the front seat, opened the back door and looked again at my Hijabi bhabhi lying there playing with her cunt, cum still slowly trickling down from her cunt and ass, as she spoke again:"Please. Fuck me... Fuck me now."What a sight she was. I pulled out my cock and got in the car, positioning my cock at the entrance to her cunt.She. A series of strokes had left him immobile. He was in a Nursing Home and getting the best of care. I would see him every day after work, and Bob would also go and see him during the day. It was no surprise when the Home's manager phoned me and suggested I come and see dad that day. They doubted he would last until the evening. I told Bob who instructed me to forget everything and go see dad.I was there within the hour, but too late. Dad had passed away ten minutes before I got there. I sat with. Mandy saw my face of "What??" and she said "that is a fucking machine".There was another thing hanging from the branch of a big tree and Mandy said, "That other thing there will serve as a unit which you will be tied on with your wrists and we will pull then the pully holding the ties, you will be stretched up as far as your feet allow. You will always be with your feet on the ground but you will be stretched as much as possible," Mandy continued, "you will like getting fucked there."I saw some.