“And now it’s your turn, Martine,” he said.I advanced to his side, trying to look nervous. Close to, I could see the perspiration on his forehea...d. He was breathing rather fast. Perhaps, I thought in sudden joyous hope, he might have a heart attack. It would be fitting end for this b**st.Over his thighs I went and up came my skirt. Yes, he did seem to have an erection. A partial one anyway. Down came my knickers and my bottom was smoothed with his hand. “You saw what I did to Gina. Now you’re. Cathy just moaned out, “Uh huh.” She felt as he began to slide from her. Her pussy opened as he pulled out and a mixture of fluid began to run down her leg. He slowly began to slide his thumb from her bottom, which instinctively clenched down. He held it there for a second, but soon pulled out completely and her little hole winked closed. Cathy remained in that position as Steve backed away. He asked, “We made a bit of a mess, do you have any napkins?” “Uh, uh,” was all Cathy could say. He. Her chest showed the welts from the fake tits that she had to push out the cami.I held my arms open to her. She rushed to me, got in my lap, held on to me for dear life, and cried. I comforted her until she was ready to talk.“The manager said if I sucked his dick each night and let him try to do me whenever I could sleep at his house, he would get me fake boobs so I could work here. Most of the bruises from today are from my mom and dad. I didn’t bring home enough money last night. I told them. Well all this sounds pretty ordinary, right? Well, the problem lay in something else. My hubby was a lean small made guy taking after his mother. Where-as his father was a huge man, nearly 6.2 tall, broad and hairy, with a booming voice. He always loved to order me around, making me wait on his friends and him, as they spent their morning playing cards. It was just six months after my marriage, and I was getting frustrated because Sunil hardly spent time with me. He was too busy during the day.