“Some of that would be nice.” She nodded towards his dick as she jumped up on the vanity and spread her legs wide enough for Jim to get a good loo.... She began to finger her clit and tease her pussy lips. Jim stared at her as he started to pee. His dick began to harden making it hard to control his stream. When finished he removed his clothes. “MMMMmmmm... You need some help with that?” Jim asked as he leaned down and replaced her hand with his tongue. He drove two fingers inside her wet pussy. She was now left in a hot pink bra and her jeans. The bra had a lacey trim around the top. Words cannot explain my feelings. My girlfriend, Anne, was the last thing on my mind. Taylor simply lay there. Not saying anything. I got back to work. Doing my best to please her. She was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. I have a weak spot for girls in tight jeans especially those wearing sexy bras. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to make a move. I slipped one had under her bra strap then unhooked. I don't know how to fix that sort of thing. OK, now we are going to fix these bastards so that they will never think of rape again. I'm going to have them remove their pants and lie on the floor, exposing their balls. When they are in place, I want you to stomp as hard as you can on them with your shoe heel. Can you do that?"You bet I can! I wish that I could do that to every rapist who ever lived!"Jess was first. I had him completely remove his pants and underwear. I had him lie on the floor. Everything had to be just right. Michelle was about the same age as Ellen and had a lot of things in common, including new hubbys. Michelle was almost as tall as Ellen, maybe an inch or so less. She had dark brown hair with the most brilliant blue eyes I had ever seen, a Miss America figure and face to match. If I was Hank, I dont think I would have allowed her to go out and get a massage by some strange guy. But I am glad he did! Michelle was all smiles this morning. Her smile was contagious.