The rest of the time, she’d been masturbating.It had been fun, Heather was forced to admit. It was so unlike her - she’d always had a strong sex-d...ive, but she never had time to indulge herself like that.Yes, that was it. It was an indulgence. And when was the last time she’d had one of those? She’d been battling with guilt all morning - she’d promised her neighbor that she’d pop around and help out with her garden, she’d taken some work home with her over the weekend, and her house was a. He had recently told a neighbour that every day's a Saturday when you're retired, except Sunday of course.By this stage, Stephen had been jogging for around forty minutes since he left his car near one of the entrances to this nature reserve. Consequently, he had worked up a reasonable sweat, on what was a warm, sunny autumn day. It was cloudless with little or no breeze, which made it seem hotter than it actually was.As usual, when he was jogging, he was only wearing a t-shirt, shorts, briefs,. .."Barbara called me from the bathroom, "Jerry? What's been going on here." I was halfway there already. I pushed the door open forcefully and knocked Barbara off her balance. I pushed the door closed behind me and grabbed Barbara by the arm and spun her around, in a fast fluid motion I had her bent over the sink, forced down the same was I had done Kelly. I yanked her skirt upand ripped her panties off. My cock was still hard from fucking my daughter and now her bitch mother was about to. "Time for lunch, Kate" he said as his asshole opened and a large, sloppy pile of shit slowly descended from him straight onto her tounge, in her open gagged mouth. She started retching and gagging, but there was nowhere else for the shit to go. He kept shitting until the whole lower half of her face was covered, her nostrils almost completely covered and shir running down her neck getting her white collar dirty. "You've got my piss up your bum, Kate, and shit in your mouth! You're turning out.