I moved the shower head so the water could hit me harder and faster, ooh this felt so good. I moved my hands down to my already wet pussy and I starte...d rubbing my clit. I could hear myself saying “oh Baby yes! Yes Daddy! Fuck Me! Take Me Sweet Man! Make Me Yours!” I lost total control imagining it your hand and tongue taking possession of my wet pussy, your tongue thrusting deep inside of my pussy as your fingers fucked me. I slid some fingers inside of me moving them in and out as I knew you. I hardly had time to close my mouth. But I did and swallowed all he could give me. I kept swallowing it down and wondered how many quarts or gallons of piss I had in my belly now. I was also needing to pee and wondered how I was going to do that.Once Ron finished, I was told to lay on the floor and Lilly was to squat over me. With mom, I just got her while she was on her back. Now I would feel more like a toilet with her squatting over my head.Bob said, “OK you 2 little cunts. Lilly, you will. "You never used to make comments like that, Jean. Not everyone goes around cheating on their husband," I paused, "like you did."She looked at me. "You are right Milo, I did do that to you, didn't I? It looks as if you have come out of this okay though. Christ I would kill to be able to live in a place like this and with this address." Maybe you sold yourself too cheap. You never did tell me why you wanted a divorce." It was the smell. Every day, seven days a week, you came home smelling of. Steven groaned as she squeezed him.Beatrice pushed the fabric of her leggings and pantyhose into her quimand felt the heat of her sex as she rubbed at it.Steven was shivering with lust as she began to stroke him."Fuck!" Beatrice gasped, frustrated as she tried to work on her vulvathrough the layers of lycra and nylon.She put her hand inside her leggings but the waistband bit into herwrist."Fuck! Fuck!" her fantasy was melting away.She yanked her leggings down her thighs bunching them at the.