Jaye paused to watch and moaned.We headed out on shaky legs but we heard the crowd start chanting "Suck it!" and Jaye stopped us to look back in time ...o see the husband lowering his head onto that huge Black sausage.I got my wife to the cabana and guided her to the bed. She was still panting.Flopping down on the bed, she pulled her knees to her chest and spread them obscenely. Her clit stuck out longer than I ever remember. I could see she was still so wet that no foreplay was needed. I kissed. Mom was visibly shaken as the crook asked her age again. This time she responded with thirty seven. The crook slid his hand down her front to caress her tit as he explained to her that she looked too young for her age. He accused her of lying and grasped her tit with greater force, and lifted it off of her chest. Mom gasped as the assault continued on her large boob, with the crook kneading it roughly. Mom tried to back away from the assault but it was no use. The crook slid his other hand into. “They're thick enough to cope anyway.” With that, the door closed as both Jane and the nurse disappeared into the surgery. Simon too was bursting by now as they were running quite late. “What the heck?” he thought as he let some urine trickle out into the nappy knickers, to be soaked up by the thick terry towelling. He slowly released some, leaving a warm wet patch over his front, but holding back ready for his gassing.After a time, Jane was led back in with a bloody tissue clutched to her. The leather bra was uncomfortable, and the metal cup between her legs forced her thighs apart, so Brenda found the remaining time on her shift anything but boring. Her cunt was wet and her cash register busy. Walking home, with the cup between her thighs making her roll like a sailor, she was thankful it was so late. She was tired, having worked 16 hours, and was ready for bed. Amy and Stephanie were waiting for her, and they released her from her leather and metal restraints. .