She wanted to chat because her husband had left her and shed been feeling down, but didnt want everyone fussing, she thought i wouldnt be the type to ...uss, maybe i wouldnt even be bothered.now angela is in her early forties, and has had 2 c***dren,she had thick legs and a big ass that had a wobble to it when she walked. her tits were huge easlily an e cup maybe bigger, and she had a pretty face and long blond hair.as we chatted she touched my leg a few times, and i cant say i didnt want to fuck. At first, after the initial shock of her seeing me wanking, and having her dirty knickers pressed against my face, she said in her well spoken English accent "oh I say", which was followed by a smile, as if she wasn't surprised by what she had saw. At this point I began apologising and begging her not to tell the wife, when she interrupted me by saying "you have been taking my knickers for quite a long time haven't you". Still sitting on the toilet seat like a rather embarrassed naughty school. Soon, she was completely exposed, including her pussy and A cup breasts. She saw a very large tentacle rise up, almost the size of her thigh. She didn't realize its purpose until it started moving down to her pussy. The slimy tentacle moved to her pussy lips, and slowly pushed aside them. Allison moaned, preparing for the inevitable. The tentacle rammed into her tight pussy, tearing open her hymen in one stroke. Allison screamed, as the tentacle came out bloody. The tentacle pushed back in,. After their big fight, every day of the following week Patty had brought a small present to give to Collette during pottery class. They had been accompanied by cards saying how sorry she was for hurting her.At the end of the week, she'd given her an eleven by fourteen inch package, telling her to open it when she got home. Collette had gasped and began crying when she found it was a portrait of her that Patty had painted. It showed her smiling back at the viewer, looking happy and affectionate..