Let's cut some and soak them in water. They'llreally cut her up once they get nice and wet. For now you can use your beltand..." Honey stopped talking...and a big grin broke over her face. She pointedtoward the corner of the room and said, " Forget about the belt, look what'sover there, it's perfect." She was right. Propped up in the corner was a fishing rod, the kinddesigned for catching trout, long and extremely flexible. I could imagine whatkind of damage that could do to flesh and for the. I had a very hard time believing that it was my Marge in that bedroom.I am not a patient man. Someone else might have left, waited for the lover to leave, and then come back to confront the wife. Not me! I went downstairs to my den and opened the bottom drawer of my desk, took out the Colt 1911A1, checked the clip to make sure it was full, and racked the slide back and then let it take the top round home. I had no intention of shooting either of the lovebirds, but I had no idea who the guy. He reached out and un-cuffed his aunt’s hands - intending to let her go free so she wouldn’t try to struggle so much. To his surprise though, Sarah reached back behind her and put a hand on each of her buttocks; digging her fingers into her rounded globes and pulling her cheeks apart. She was completely open to their gaze and they could both see the pearly drops of his cum leaking out between the reddened lips of her pussy. “Huh, I wasn’t expecting that.”“I told you she would want more.” Helen. I followed her in to living room by looking at her back posture. I was getting hot in the pants by the way she was swaying her hips and the body in full co-ordination. Her panty outline was clearly visible and she was wearing a white one (which I later found out). At this moment she did caught me red handed once again by turning her head back far what I am looking at. I was embarrassed and looked down and she gave a naughty smile. Once in living room I sat on the sofa and she did sit on a.