Oh… I was out on a walk in Chicago when a thug attacked me, snatching my handbag. I ran after him and was knocked down by a speeding taxi. And here ...I am with broken shin, stuck in a cast for a month.” “What a nuisance!” Gradually Polly monopolized the conversation. Cataract of rambling, often illogical sentences was literally pouring out of her mouth and Philip started feeling dizzy. He already regretted for the „beer kindness” he had shown. On top of all Polly was trembling like a leaf, her. "yes fuck my ass hard, give me your cock deep as you can" said the slutty whore bent over in front of me. This wasn't punishment for Sarah because she just loves her ass being fucked and filled with hot cum.I grabbed her hips and without much ado entered her ass as she moaned with pleasure. It felt warm and tight engulfing and surrounding my cock. I pushed her face down into the bed and began fucking her gorgeous ass hard pulling her head back by her hair, something i know she liked very much.. Dominique relented only when her arms were spent. Blair writhed and moaned in pain; red welts and the blood from them, trickled down his arse to mingle with the semen on the sheets. He could hear the howls from the other rooms, as Larry and Deacon were also beginning their descent into total submission to the women. Blair willingly blurted out all he knew about the man who had taken Ginger, and Dominique passed the info on to one of the female agents who would track her down. She then returned. Meanwhile Martin remained bent over thechair in anticipation of receiving his husbands passions."What are you doing? Why do you need Tiffany," Mart asked adjusting hisfeet to relieve some of the stress of standing bent over in 6" spikeheels."Don't you worry my love," he said patting Martin's bare bottom with thepalm of his hand.Martin just looked straight ahead now and spoke not as a wife but as a manthat was in a helpless position of being used as a woman. He had begged,but that had only got.