Judy just couldn’t seem to stop masturbating. Two days ago she had actually masturbated six times; yesterday it had been four times and she had alre...dy masturbated once that morning before showering. She lay back in the middle of the bed and began working her clitty with her finger. There were men holding her down; two men pinning her by the arms and two men standing either side of the bed holding her legs in the air by the ankles. They were all naked; all with large thick cocks; all with large. I was certain once more that I must surely have finally reached the pinnacle of humiliation. But even as I had that thought I reminded myself that each time I thought my life could get no worse fate has happily stepped up and shown me how very wrong I can be. I haven't a doubt that worse things are going to happen to me. It's quite likely that worse things will happen to me by the end of the day. I have faith in Gary.I'd almost forgotten about Sheryl as my orgasm washed over me. When I finally. .. nighties, panties perfume... but I never get a chance to try them out on him. It all seemed so foolishly wasteful somehow. A tease.Practicing moving in front of the big mirror, watching the brief hem of the garment flare over her hips, exposing the tight, hair-fringed slit of her pussy with every step, Kathy grinned with self confidence.She slithered out of the bedroom, expecting to see her husband readying himself for bed. Although it went against the grain of her gentle nature, she was. I of course denied this but it was obvious that I still wanted Evelyn. That evening we met up as planned although Evelyn was alone. She made an excuse for her husband, stating he felt unwell and was having an early night. I was well pleased as I had never liked her dick head of a husband. Evelyn herself looked stunning in a flimsy white cotton shirt with no bra , a very short denim skirt and wedged sandals. It was clear her tits were as full and firm as when she was a teen. That being the last.