The thresher beneath her shuddered as he felt him slid into her above him. She could barely cry, her face being repeatedly slapped by two or three thr...esher cocks.He never backed himself out of her, just slowly pushed further into her, ignoring the little control she had left over her tightening muscles. He was about two thirds of the way in when her body would give no more and he began fucking her ass slow and steady. Trying to push more and more with not much more going inside her. He. .. Do you want me extroverted and out-going or shy and retiring?" On the shy side. You play your cards close, but once you get comfortable with someone you start opening up." Yeah ... I got it." You need a career. I know -- this is your chance to be a photographer." Just for a night." Hmm ... Maybe photographer wouldn't be the best. Someone might want to know where he could see your pictures." I thought for a moment. "What are good careers in this town? Finance?" I don't have a head for money.. ”“Oh god, yes!” she gasped and writhed and heaved her body up as her father-in-law grinded and mashed his fat balls on her ass and spewed semen in her pussy.The next morning, Donna got up as she usually did: before dawn. She liked to prepare breakfast and have it ready for her husband when he got home from work. Her husband would eat and then go to bed. Then she would stay up and prepare breakfast for her father-in-law and brothers-in-law who got up about six. Usually by seven. As I drizzled her butt with soapy water with one hand, I continued filming with the other. I spent a god five minutes playing in Susan's ass. Soaping it, rubbing it, squeezing it, massaging it -- cleaning it. When I was satisfied I tuned the camera on myself and said, " You are mine Susan, I own you, I love you, and I will always take care of you."Susan watched her cleansing humiliation with the occasional gasp, and embarrassed groan. But when she finally saw ME, when she realized that I was.