As I reached the top of the stairs I looked out and there she was, Joan. She was standing in her back garden in bikini bottoms with a long sleeve shir... that was fully unbuttoned. She wore no bikini top. She was playing badminton with her husband and every time she moved, her shirt would open exposing her magnificent tits. They were a great size with large dark nipples that were obviously responding to the open air. I stood there open mouthed as Joan’s wonderful breasts bounced and swayed no. They cringe from me. They believethis is all your fault. They like your falling. From grace, if you wantto put it poet style.The preamble was calculating, lengthy, eternal. Would it ever end? Igazed at the clamp, that kept my waste from reentering me, through mymouth. Into my corsetted slut body. And maybe back again. I mushily,decided that recycling can be a bad thing.I was terrified, but still the plug vibrated, and still I could seemyself, my reflection from that mirror on that wall. I felt. She sat down next to Melissa and seemed to enjoy the show. Melissa was horny as hell now, she moved her ass without control and was really wet. Susan seemed ready to take the next step and directed me above Melissa. She took my dick in her hand and moved to the entrance of Melissa’s pussy. Melissa closed her eyes while Susan directed the first part of my dick in Melissa’s pussy. She was so tight, unbelievable. Melissa kept the last part of my dick in her hand, preventing me of fully penetrate. My breaths were mixing with his.After a while, he pulled up my jacked and took it over me, unclipped my bra and took it over, and as he turned me towards him and started sucking my mouth, I removed his shirt and put it away. He started groping my both boobs and moved his hands downwards and started groping my buttocks, while starting to eat my neck as well.After a while, he kissed me down to my breast and started sucking my right nipple. He was doing it so crazily that I could no longer stand.