In a second, it was clear that they were, indeed, role playing. I couldn't know what was in their minds, so I made up a story in my own: He was her so...n and had always wanted to fuck her but never had acted on it until now. In one violent moment, he turned from obedient youth to unstoppable motherfucker. She was overpowered and had no choice.He shouted something, pointed to his crotch and pulled his briefs down. My God, his cock was enormous! It's difficult to tell, but I would guess it was at. But there was a bench seat for him to sit on while he worked on my dick. After a while, I pulled him up by his huge arms and kissed him deeply. His rough stubble on my face was really exciting as I stuffed my tongue deep in his mouth. I turned us around so that I could sit on the bench and have a go at his cock that he had now taken out of his pants. It was a treat; rock hard and cut although not more than 6 inches long.I pulled off and he immediately bent down for some more tongue action.. Well, more accurately, the women had talked while the Sheriff sat slumped on the couch between them.Finally, "Alright, I've got a lot to assimilate into my tired old brain. But the both of you are still dancing around what I asked about your daughters. Elizabeth, you felt like you were lying to me when I asked if you were having sex with them, but..."Elizabeth had returned to the other side of Quinton, and each of the women had continued to hold one of his hands as they had talked — and cried.. I realized that this was my chance to see if my wife was really the bitch I wanted.I remembered a friend of mine who was a plumber and perfect for my experience, cause he was very fond of women and never missed a chance to fuck. He was a black man with 30 years old, muscular, soon figured my wife would feel attracted to him. I called him to do the job (of kitchen plumbing and, who knows, another pipeline, more interesting), but rather gave him instructions to try to excite my wife, but.