She's about ten years older than me. She told me her name is Flo. Do you know how I am related to her?" Please let her not be a first cousin I was thi...king. Mom looked a little shocked. "Flo?" she said. "Really? Are you sure? Who told you her name was Flo?" "She did," I responded. "That's surprising. What did she look like?" I described her, downplaying the details that made her so attractive to me. "Hmmm." Mom frowned a bit and was silent. Finally she spoke. "Let's take our coffee out on the. She pulls the plug out with a fast motion. I see nothing, only eyes on Paul's belly and shaven dick, the part that is not in my mouth anyway. I feel again some lube on my craving ass. My ass sucks the finger of my wife in, so greedy ...."Is he ready?" Paul asks her. "As ready as a willing slut just can be" is her answer, which I did not expect of her in that wording. "Beautiful" and he pulls his dick out of my mouth . He moves down, gives hard squeeze to my hard cock , which now beats like. In the centre was a pair of stout posts of about 8 feet high both with rings at the top, between which was a giant square chopping block, bloodstained with real blood or perhaps fake it was in itself a menacing sight. Luckily both women were outside the set waiting patiently in the shade and as-yet could not see the horrors that awaited although they could smell the wood smoke from the stove. Hank had them up and chains attached to the woman`s cuffs, he positioned the group as he wanted them. I thought with relief.
She took my pulse and blood pressure and then said, Ok, if you could stand up for me and turn around.I stood, so that she was stood behind me. She measured my arms and chest using a tape measure. Each time she made a slow and rather touchy performance of how she reach around my body with the measuring tape. She did everything underneath my gown. She ran her hands around my skin making sure that she pressed her face close to my body as she passed the tape between her hands.