Meanwhile, she was stuck doing the chores. By the time she would finish cleaning sweat would be pouring off of her five and a half foot 140 pound body... Her 40DD bra cups would be soaked in her perspiration and her size 8 panties would be stuck to her mammoth ass. She resigned herself to the Saturday morning ritual. The only good thing was that she and her husband would go out for dinner that evening at one of Springfields nicest restaurants. Meanwhile, Robert, her oldest son was laying nude on. In other words –well, in the words of Balior – he was a slut. Balior sneered at his friend. Maksim only ever addressed him so formally when he was in the mood to mock. And Balior knew why. His long red cape rustled loudly on the stairs as it dragged behind him and the ruby clasp that held it together over his chest was so massive that one might mistake it for an apple. Balior liked dressing well, but this ceremonial garb that he was forced to don whenever meeting new subjects was so opulent. Together the two men lifted, then lowered her back onto their dicks, slowly double fucking the woman pressed between them. The husband stroked the underside of his wife's breasts with his fingers and lifted them so the stranger could bury his face in them each time the men raised her up. His hands fondled her ass and upper thighs as he supported her and parted her cheeks to make room for their lustful sex organs. The two cocks throbbed and swelled inside her as the three of them writhed and. Her skin, though somewhat aged, was really smooth and relatively spot-free. I smiled again and asked "So, did you order my meal?" She said, "Yes - you were right - it was delicious!" I then asked her if she was going to enter the big pool or the little pool. She said she'd do a few laps in the "big pool," then hit the hot tub. Something about cold to hot, I believe she said.When she (Dorothy) exited the swimming pool, the swim suit was very clingy. While the flowers were brightly colored, the.