I oughta smack that mouth of yours shut. Have you had it on this asshole's dick? Have you?" My mind was racing, trying to think of some way out of the... situation-- not much you can do though when your face deep in gangster wife pussy and he's got a gun to your head. I was pretty much fucked. "We're gonna go down to the docks, Micky," snarled Calbone, jabbing the revolver into my ear. "We're gonna have a little talk about morals and how you shouldn't be going down on another man's wife and then. Would be out to give a hand with the spoiling. He relished the chance to cuddle with the third generation of Doris's family.Mary,when she had seen Sharon going to the hospital, had called into the office and told Julia, and asked that she spread the word to all the others. It had been instant bedlam that next morning. Julia had taken the notebook that Sharon used at work, and taken it to her. She had spent almost 3 hours answering all the well wishers that had E-mailed, or messaged her on her. He turned me around and started washing my body down with soap. Starting at my shoulders and arms, moving down to my back and around to my breast. Making sure not to miss a single inch. He lowered his hands and rubbed down my legs and then coming back up to my perfectly trimmed pussy. It dropped the wash cloth and soap and used his hands to reach in between my legs. He began to circle my clit with his finger and fun is fingers up and down my slit. I felt my whole body melting to his touch. I. Angela's pink tipped fingers gently grasped the elastic of Malcolm's boxers. They peeled his boxers down just enough to reveal the tip of Malcolm's huge, erect, uncircumcised penis. Angela planted her lips tightly against Malcolm's penis tip and gave it a long, hard sloppy kiss.Malcolm raised his powerful arms. He held Angela's head between his hands and gently stroked her hair. It felt like soft kitten fur."Help me with your pants," Angela said.Malcolm lifted himself off the wooden chair..