I changed it to a night ten years before. A night when my wife's friend, Justine and her husband Kevin had been staying with us. We had all gone out t... the pub and Justine and Kevin had gotten wasted. I was sitting in the living room, exactly where I had been and I waited for what I knew was going to happen. Justine was sitting beside Kevin on the other sofa. She was giggling uncontrollably. Justine was an incredibly hot blonde woman, in her late twenties, with freckles over her face and an. I left him there for a minute cock twitching between his legs, June still fucking herself driving the dildo deep into her pussy, head rolling form side to side. She was saying over and over ''If only you could make me feel half as good as this rubber cock sissy boy, if only.''Sissy looked up at me with big sad eyes. ''You want me to jerk you off some more sissy???.''He nodded.''Ok lets try again,, I want to see how near I can bring you to shooting before I stop''.He sobbed and dropped his. Victor, her father, was still at work and Brenda would inform him. I promised I would call them back the minute we had more information on her condition.I phoned my parents. It wasn't any easier telling them than it was with Helen's mother. They were deeply shocked and distressed at the accident and again I promised to call them as soon as we knew more about her condition. Finally, I called the office and told them as well. I had no intention of talking to Thomas. I let Liz on the sales counter. She moaned slightly and I decided to slide two fingers into her. I was amazed at the amount of liquid that was drenching her pussy and inner thighs. My fingers seemed to be exciting her extremely so I sped up a little and she moaned slightly. Then a little faster and she moaned louder. Faster and louder until I thought she was about to cum and then to torture her a little I stopped and asked: "How’s that?" She sounded like she wanted to die, but she just got out "keep going!" I put my fingers.