She nods, and drifts into that place between asleep and awake, where he comes to meet her on the nights when she cannot forget his touch, his voice, h...is love. In a single moment the candle goes out, smoke rising from the wick in a curled puff, and suddenly, she feels his touch, his breath at the back of her neck, just as she felt so many years ago. His gravelly voice whispers words of love, words of seduction. His warm hands smooth her wrinkled skin as the nightdress slips from her. Her mouth was dry and her hands were clasped tightly in front of her. James, obviously aware of her discomfort, said, “Some music?” and without waiting for a response stepped over to his desk and fiddled with his laptop for a moment. The sound of an acoustic guitar appeared, warm, sensual and inviting.Then he simply turned back towards her and opened his arms.And to her own astonishment, Diana didn’t hesitate for a second before stepping into his welcoming embrace, feeling everything. She was forced to keep her mouth open and swallow as much cum as possible. Her pussy was so fucked out that she didn’t think she could handle another cock. They unstrapped her from the bench, and she thought her ordeal was over.John and Ben carried her over to a what looked like cheap k**dy swimming pool. In the middle of it was a large black 8 inch dildo, secured to the floor. A tall thin blonde lady, presumable the one who clamped her nipples went and smeared some white cream on the dildo.. "OK, I'll sleep in the middle sothat if I feel horny in the night I can have which ever of you I fancy. Susan, come and lay beside me" The little blonde walked to the bed withdragging steps and lay down by me. I could feel the sexy soft waves of herhair brushing my naked shoulder. "Now you, Debbie, come and lay on myother side". He reluctantly got up, crossed to the bed and lay down on hisback trying not to touch me. "You may have both wondered why Susan doesnot have a nightie on and Debbie.