“Working late, Vin?” she enquired. “Last checks and signatures and she’s ready for the final work to put the tracks back on,” I told her. Ly...nn was looking around the workshop. "I've never been in here before; I’ve always wondered what it would look and smell like.” She walked around the workshop and I sat there and watched her as she took all the machinery and tools in as she gazed around the place. Lynn stood by our Sommers 7 tonne independent lifting legs. “What are these for? Tying people. She was still using her hands to gently massage my dick as she had done so many, many times before.It was not long before I felt that sensational of coming and I spurted my juice right down her throat. She gasped as I emptied my sack into her mouth. Then she swallowed my juice and looked up at me at the same time that I looked at her. I was shocked to see the blonde hair of who I thought was my wife but it was not her, it was my mother in law. The two of them looked very similar in appearance.. I want to organize a serious gang-bank from small to big. Only I want it to be with the white boys and Blacks, and as a guy. Only problem is these 2 groups usually get the Latina/cock slut. Most are hiding from their boys. Only the ones that share me with their celly know about the other. Shit I even have 2 on each side that double penetrated me with the opposite race. Boy was that a sight. They were too thin and I was loose when they came up. I guided them and then loved it. I. Our tongues meet and flick around each other as my hands caress the back of your neck sending a shiver down your spine. I move my left hand down and caress your ample tits through your silky blouse feeling your nipples harden. You whisper it's been too long and you must have me now. Opening your blouse and pulling it out of your skirt I take your bra in my hand and caress you through the material, before placing my hand underneath and feeling the smoothness of your breast. Lifting it up I.