I was obsessed with making plans for my next 'raid'. I was really successful. If I was to bump into the owner of one of my prizes, I would stop and ch...at with them. I would get a semi on, knowing that I would be using her knickers to jack off to thinking about the secretions in the gusset as I held it to my nose. I never came in them. Well, sometimes I did then chucked them. But I kept my favourites. The lesbians I kept for years. The thought of her ramming her cunt with that dildo must have. Without warning he released his grip on her wrists, one hand taking the back of her neck, he pushed her forward over the counter, her face close to the mirror. She yelped, as her hands shot forward, bracing herself. Her breathing grew faster, she liked being bent over, and the game made it more exciting.'Oh, it's like that?' she snapped, looking past her reflection to his.'Uh-huh,' he replied, and she waited for him to push her legs apart, but he remained in place, his erection hard against her. Please fuck me. Please Rachel, Rachel fuck please-”The pink tentacles inserted themselves as I sank to my knee against the pink wall of flesh. Unable to control myself, I started crying as Tattoo moved inside her mouth, anus, and pussy all at once, the begging finally ceasing as her cunt took control. I watched my friend transform back into a being of pure transcendental ecstasy, her eyes rolled back her head, her breasts, larger and wide, billowing with each desperate breath as he took her in. More so me then my wife. While out to dinner after a few drinks I might mention her fucking the waiter as his tip, or even taking on the illegal alien kitchen crew. In an upscale hotel one night I called room service and waited in the darkened bedroom as she let the man in to deliver our order while wearing a sexy outfit. I had told her if he tried something, go for it. The poor guy was just shaking he was so nervous. The potential lucky guy received cash instead of my wife (which I wanted) as.