Then she hugged my mom, then hugged me, she always hugs me ever since I was a kid but this time I was aroused while that happened. She then left.Then ...n many occasions we smiled at each other, stared at each other and it was completely clear, what we both wanted. So once there was a small gathering at our home. Just 5 to 6 families were invited. So every thing was going on, mom was busy, my brother was busy. Then out of some where aunty came and said in my ear, come and meet me in your bedrooms. Several buildings were still smoldering, and the denizens of the colony couldn't help but notice the instantaneous arrival of a half-dozen half-naked goddesses. Alana found herself and the other girls immediately swamped with tired, smelly, frightened and injured people, all clamoring noisily for immediate help."Thank the gods you're here!" Please take us back to New Eden with you!" Please help me, my husband's hurt, and I can't move him!"As more pleas for aid assaulted them, the girls quickly. My naughty slut is clearly in need of attention, and yet I feel a slight ache. Clearly, I have been ignoring some aspects of my lovely amazing wife. Yanking my tie and jacket off, I walk into the room. To enthralled she doesn’t notice me. I don’t think I’ve ever unbuttoned a shirt so fast. My cock stands high and proud, looking angry and purple just ready to burst. I want more than anything to walk up behind my wife, push her against the wall, as I slide my cock inside that dripping slutty. Mylene was there, tied kneeling by the side of Basher's bed; naked from the waist up, mouth wrenched wide by a Hodgkinson gag. Ropes tied around the base of her tits had forced them into the shape of distended globes; the nipples bruised and reddened. On Basher's bedside table were the implements responsible for the tortured look of her tits, clamps, pinchers and a pair of pin wheels. Basher wheeled across to beside Mylene. She squealed at his approach. He responded by widening her gag another.