I managed to get the words out in between licks of Jane’s pussy. Jane lifted off my face so I could watch her mother riding my shaft up and down, sh...e was tossing here hair round, her finger nails digging into my chest, moans frequently escaping her lips. ‘Hold on Andy, I want you to finish in my arse’ she said, that comment had me really going, wanting to shoot my man muck there and then. Some how I resisted the urge and held off, Wendy climbing off my cock leaving it covered in our sex juices.. “Kisses, bitch,” said Wanda, dripping candle wax onto his chest. She grabbed his cock. “Aw, little man is hard,” said Wanda, gently masturbating his cock. The Captive looked dreamy eyed, at least until Wanda stretched his cock and trickled wax droplets on it. Eyes popping out of his head, the Captive gave an a****listic grunt. Wanda blew the candle out.“Now where should I put this?” said Wanda, smearing wax on the Captive’s face. She jammed the candle halfway up his ass which made the Captive. "To match, blue," Martha muttered, "these, "Martha suggested. Sarah looked at the skeletal stiletto heeled creations in a matching but darker shade of blue, "I don't know about those heels." We'll, go back in the dressing room and try them there." Martha suggested.Sarah smiled at Martha, "yes of course." she agreed and as they walked towards the Dressing room once more she continued, "It's absolutely ages since I wore anything like those." Walking was not easy, in fact Sarah needed Martha's. ‘Is that what you want?’ I asked, holding her tighter. ‘I want nothing more,’ she said.I held her hand as we walked back to our table. I grabbed my jacket that I placed on the back of my chair, put it around her bare shoulders, and put my arm around her as we walked out. Once we were in the car, I knew what was going to happen. She knew what was going to happen. I drove slowly, I could feel her eyes on me as I made every turn with prescision. My apartment complex was completely dark. I pulled.