Knowing better, Pierce stood and leaned against the wall. He soon found himself being chained and cuffed to the wall, by his wrists and ankles. His er...ction still bobbing up and down, and still leaking pre-cum. Pierce gulped with fear as veronica walked over to him smiling and laughing maniacally.“Everyone watch Pierce’s fun time!” Veronica cackled as she grabbed the head of his penis.“Please, be gentle” Pierce begged.“HA! I might!” veronica coldly responded. She pinched as hard as she could on. Damned it! Size did matter. He was the son of his father, alright. He actually fucked me with a vengeance."Wow! My God! Yes, yes. Shit. Arnie, you son of a....." I was back to my old self, that bitch of eighteen years ago! Arnie made my pussy sloshing with my juice in no time. I was moaning and breathing so hard that I was almost out of breath. I cummed harder than I ever did in my entire marriage life. I imagined Arnie also got the biggest orgasm in his life.After a few days Arnie figured out. Why don't you get a shower while I unpack the luggage," I said, as I threw the bag on the bed. "Do you want some wine, sweetie?" "That would be heavenly." The ice was almost completely melted, I noticed as I pulled the dripping bottle out of the pail. "POP!" The cork went flying, bouncing off the wall. I poured the plastic wine glass full and took it to Ann in the shower. My wife's image though the frosted glass shower door looked like an abstract piece art. Ann was still a beautiful woman, in. Every time they came inside her and she felt their load run down her quivering thighs. I knew how many that was because they all passed me in the hallway to enter the booth next ours. Unbeknownst to me earlier, when you enter the center booth, a blue light comes on in the store to let the "customers" who are browsing know that there is some dirty slag in the gloryhole. I counted the seven same perverts who were all milling around when we came in, including the guy behind the counter. They all.