.suddenly my bedroom door flung open,I turned from the windowstartled my dick sticking straight out at full mast... aunt Rita I exclaimed,she had a ta...le lamp in her hand,Iwas wondering if this was yours?Oh I said I'm sorry I thought you were putting things away downstairs,she glanced down at my erection and exclaimed, that's some tool you have there,as she cupped my dangling balls with her left hand and encircled my thick seven inches in her right,would you like your aunt Rita to kiss that for. Bernie’s eyes popped out of his head as he took in the array of female beauty before him, all carefully selected based on what we had monitored of him at the Gentleman’s clubs. I had selected each outfit. Collette stood in front of him with a tray or champagne glasses. She was in a skin tight black stiletto dress and a simple blouse with a sweetheart neckline that showed off her very tight body. In the tradition of the French maid, she wore black mesh stockings and satin pumps with a very high. Even as wet as Anne was, it was a very tight fit and she gritted her teeth as her pussy welcomed its monstrous invader until finally, she felt his ball sac against her ass. He looked down at her and then began to back out until just the head remained inside of her and then went slowly back in with all of his length.His cock felt like an axe handle to Anne, she had never felt anything so large and so powerful before in her life, but as her pussy grew accustomed to his size, the pleasure began to. She knew that look; she saw it every day when she looked in a mirror.Something inside her trembled, and suddenly she felt more naked then she’d ever been.It was too damn much. She couldn’t take that look, so she did the only thing she could do: Plunging her head under Dawn’s skirt, she hid between milky thighs.* * * No matter how many push-ups she did, no matter how many bitches she decked or guards she cursed, Faith hadn’t been able to get Dawn’s visit off her mind.They’d fucked, of course —.