The feeling of being used like a cheap slut turned me on so much. I was crazy for John’s black dick. “Oh god, oh god, fuck me!” I whimpered as h...e continued to pound my ass mercilessly. John picked up the pace once again fucking me harder and faster than before. He went long before the feeling of his massive dick filling my ass became too much. My legs gave out as I collapsed to the floor. “This dick too much for you to handle?” John asked laughing smugly. “Oh god, I can’t use my legs," I sighed. They were naked and handcuffed when the process server stepped forward and asked, “Mrs. Ruth Gates?”“Y…yes.”“You are served.” He tucked the large manila envelope under her arm.“Mr. Gary Orton? Mr. Steven Wilson? Mr. Mark Downey? You are served.” Blankets were secured around their bodies with safety pins and they were led out of the building to the amazement of the members present. With the permission of the deputies I removed the wrench from Orton’s neck. I removed the cock cage in their. I tried so hard not to look at it while I talked to him, but I couldn't help myself. I stared at his "big boy part" coming out of his shorts and I wondered if he knew that it was sticking out. I decided that he didn't know, that it was just a slip, and that it would never happen again. But it did happen again. The next time it happened, Mildred was oh the porch with us. I wondered, again, if he knew, or if she noticed. Surely if either of them knew his boy part was sticking out of his shorts,. "Mum has explained to me a number of times about how women accept nudityamongst each other and that's something I'll have to remember forschool, but never will I accept that under this roof. You're my cousinsfirst and foremost and I want you to know that I'd never try to sneaklooks at you in any form of undress. This is YOUR home and YOU have aright to expect to live and behave as you always do, so if any of youare inclined to parade around the house naked or the like, could youplease try and.