Marion eyed the thing, bemused - she'd been under the impression that furniture such as this was an affectation of the rich. She looked around the roo...m, expecting to finally find Mama's imprint, but, no, the slight (VERY slight) disarray and patina of dust said 'male', clearly - Aaron might have a maid or a cleaning lady, but he didn't have anyone too officious overseeing his domestic arrangement. Aaron caught the look and grinned, "When you're a bachelor, and not domestically inclined, you. After he was long asleep, she had lain awake, questioning her own desirability, her own sexuality. The thought had flitted through her mind of calling Brenda to find out more about this secret society of hers. Maybe... no, it was silly of her. She would -- could never do anything like that. Brad might be inattentive and preoccupied, but he was her husband. She just couldn't..."It was a fitful sleep into which she had finally fallen.And now this morning, Brad had apologetically informed her that. I couldn’t help my self I came again and again. I was weak from coming so much. I rolled over and started to get up but Pete jumped on my back and his weight forced me to my hands and knees. Pete began to rape me. As he humped me the first shot missed and slid between my legs. I tried to get away but his powerful legs held me and Pete interred my ass. That great big dick felt so good as he pumped my ass. It had been to long since I had a cock in my ass or pussy. I started to relax and arched. ”“Good girl, get those clothes off and get on the sales counter and I’ll show you what heaven is like.”I did and Mia did. When she first put her hand on my very smooth pubis she said,“Have you been to that Laser Clinic Isabella?”“Yes, this morning that why I’m a bit red, I’m told it will go away.”“Yes it will, mine did. Do you want me to eat you then you eat me or shall we do this together?”“I don’t really know what to do Mia, do you mean a 69?”“Yes, have you seen a video of two.