?After all, being banged by yours truly often has this effect on ladies. Theylose interest in other men. Not your fault, old boy, not your fault at al...l.? Frankdoesn?t seem to be as emotionally hurt as Brian clearly is trying to make him.He has a simple solution to this. Putting aknee in her back, he forces Susan down on the bed and keeps her there. Shestill thrashes but she is effectively immobilised under his knee. Then he pullshis belt from out of his trousers and makes a noose. Then he. ..” I nodded.“Would you like to stay for coffee?” he asked in a kind voice.It was Saturday so I didn’t have to rush back for school and I had no particular plans for the day so I nodded again.“Er… yes please – if that’s OK?” I replied nervously. He just smiled and put another mug on the tray.“Let’s sit outside, it’s far too nice to be indoors on a day like this,” he said and then added, “Oh, and bring the paper will you?”I followed him out into the large garden and we sat at the wooden table on. "Belldonn and Josh fuck this slut harder!" Deanna cried out. Her hand reaching down and grabbing my head and forcing it deeper against her cunt, at the same time I felt Josh drive up into my cunt while Belldonn drove deeper into my ass. I screamed into Deanna's cunt as I sucked it harder. The scream I let out was a mixture of pain and pleasure, I was being taken in a way I had never been taken, two hard cocks inside me while my face was forced deeper into the cunt in front of me. They all began. Cane peering over the fence! Had she seen me!? I quickly made my way over to the side of the pool, resting my arms on the pavement, trying to act casual. "Hi there Mrs. Cane" I said. Mrs. Cane was a woman in her early thirties whose husband ran off a few years back. She had short dark hair, large C cup-looking tits, a nice firm ass and is just a little chubby. Coupled with her funny sense of humor, I always wondered why her dumb-ass ex-husband ran off. Needless to say Mrs. Cane was a big part.