Wendy added an additional weight to the first. With a look of satisfaction she swung the weights in a circle. "I wonder if I can stretch the bitch's c...unt all the way to the floor. Perhaps later."Leaving Beth totally unable to move and in a dazing mixture of sexual arousal and pain, Wendy removed her clothes and bent over the chair facing Beth. "Now boys fuck me good while she watches. I want her cunt turned on so that it will stretch on its own."The men didn't hesitate, Phil stepped behind. Emma started to slowly rock backwards and forwards on my cock in small movement and very slowly built up her rocking speed while hardly lifting off my cock, I could feel her tighten on my cock and watching her face and listening to her groans I could tell when she was hitting her spot. Emma then started to lift off a bit and ride my cock at the same rhythm she was and I could still feel her ass tighten and squeezing my cock, her movement increased and she started to ride me a little fasted. Only among the rich and famous do we find the strangest of people, who have total contempt and disregard for we fellow humans.Some will say that's how they got to where they are, and throughout history, the horror stories of their cruelty is unparalleled, no wonder their sexual appetites remain supposedly un-quenched, most assumed celibate, for they never seem to mate throughout their lives, but I think we now know why, their sexual tastes and gratification are not normal.These women needed. Like during the following year. Or two... I hadn’t known what to expect when I knocked on the door on the house of the seamstress. She was a short woman, probably in her late thirties with a little gray in her otherwise black hair. Besides that, there wasn’t much more. No hips, no breasts, nothing. However, she seemed to know her business, and she had been delighted when I brought her the clothes that I hadn’t really been able to wear. I had offered those to her, so that they could be used for.