She looked me up and down and spoke: "You have been following me" she said, so I replied that I had noticed her, but was certainly not following her. ...You have been looking at my behind haven't you?" she said. Well nothing venture etc. so I said "Yes because it is avery shapely one." I then rashly asked whether I could take her for a coffee at the cafeteria. "You've got a nerve" she said, but didn't refuse.Over coffee she told me her name: Betty, and that she lived at home with her Mother, as. Andrews cross, paint them with female jaguar musk, then lead in male jaguars.”I gulped. “The virgins were ripped to shreds by the cats while the worshipers watched.”She looked at me, and I saw interest light Her eyes. “Go on.”I swallowed. “They viewed the Jaguar as the God of the Night, and sought to appease the darkness with human sacrifices. My idea is to substitute sex for death. Instead of killing me, You…fuck me. Viciously. Cruelly. The audience would love that.“And so would I.” My voice. I think the bitch needs to thank Maddy really personal for all she has done.“Yea , that’s an idea.”Maddy pulled down her pants and panties revealing an old hairy crotch and sat back on a chair.“Come on Lisa, come and get it.” Laughed Maddy.Lisa didn’t make a move. “Don’t make me do this.” A heavy boot gave her a shove.“You heard her. Be a good little slut, suck on that cunt.” Laughed one of the Russians.Lisa was crying. She stuck her face into Maddy’s crotch. “Come-on, you can do. Her hand covered her mouth as the first electric shocks of her orgasm engulfed her and then she convulsed silently as successive waves of climax washed over her loins.Mike withdrew the dildo from his wife's still pulsating pussy and as soon as he did so she rolled towards him. He glanced to the side and, seeing that their daughter was still sleeping, he grasped Delores' hips and drew her body above and astride his hips.Delores was quaking from her orgasm but, enjoyable as the dildo was, it was.