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  • Sherry looked up at me and stated the obvious “I'm drunk!” then fell to her side on the sofa and started to giggle while trying to open her coat buttons. I cautioned her “You better be quiet, you'll wake your mother-in-law and she won't be happy to see you like this.” Sherry looked up at me through a cascade of displaced hair “Why the fuck not? I'm home where I should be, what time is it? My goddamn watch is all fuzzy.” “After one. What have you been doing, I thought you were out with Gina, did she get you drunk?” “Stupid Fuck! A motherfucking stupid fuck! Gina and I were at a party at Mel's house and he kept giving me drinks. I told him I didn't want any but he kept filling my glass with tequila and limes so I drank them because the glass was full and it's not polite to leave a full glass sitting around and I drank them all then Dale anus was all stupid ass happy and smiling and tried to get me into a bedroom but I told him no I was married and I started a fight then Gina drove me home and here I am so mom shouldn't be mad.” She tried to focus on me “Should I tell her booty I'm home?” Her coat joined her keys on the floor then her shoes were next. Sherry put toe to heel and pushed them off her feet then bent over to massage her toes “Fucking shoes are tight! My little toes were bent in and squished against the next one and now they hurt but it feels good to spread them out.” I watched as my son’s wife flexed the toes on her feet, they wriggled under the restriction of her nylon stockings. She looked up at then smiled lopsidedly “Do me a favor Dad?” “What?” “Rub my feet, make them feel better and I’ll kick Nate out and let you marry me.” Nate was my son, Sherry’s husband. He was on a job in Iceland studying marine mammals living under sea ice. He’d been gone three months and wasn’t expected back for another four. Except for one paid trip home Sherry and he were separated for seven months. My daughter-in-law was living with us to save money and not be alone while he was gone. She started to stand from the sofa but tipped to her left and rolled to the floor where she started to giggle again. She was making so much noise I knew my wife would wake up and find her twenty-three-year-old daughter-in-law blitzed out of her gourd. I reached for Sherry's outstretched hand and pulled her up to a half crouch stand then lifted her up and threw her over my shoulder like a pirate abducting a damsel. My daughter-in-law twittered drunkenly then grabbed my ass with both hands as I carried her to her room. She had a vice like grip on my butt cheeks and when I tried to roll her off my shoulder to the bed Ass fuck she didn’t let go so I tumbled over and landed on top of her. Her breath smelled like an open bottle of hundred proof, her muscles were watery. I pushed off assfuck her and movie stood “You need to sleep Sherry, I sure as hell wouldn't want to have your head when you wake up.” “Don't go! You promised to rub my feet! You have to rub my feet.” “I didn't promise you anything. After supper one of the guards told her to put the plates with the scraps on the small counter next to the stove. We’ve done it every night since then, every night after you’ve nursed booty on mommy’s milk, mommy brings you to bed, undresses you and has some fun with your body. Then she assfuck sucked in her breath and began a soft “aaaahhh” as she swayed back and forth on the horse. “You all Ass fuck better get a plateful before John gets home from work,” Amy tells us. Julia remembered this part from the party. "And I promise, I'll get to that later," Chasni said, slowly closing the bedroom door, and anus then movie leaning back against it, intentionally striking a sexy pose. I slide my underpants on and lead him out of the room and into the hallway. Yavara unsheathed herself, slid off my body in a struggle of sexual lassitude, and then with eyes possessed of lust, she consumed me to the base, tasting with moaning lechery the friction-heated tang of her shithole. “We use each other, we fuck each other!” I was practically prancing around the room, gesturing around us to prove my point. How he tortured me and raped her. Sorority sisters were a horny bunch. I whimpered into her cunt as she licked and lapped at mine. Jon brought her back to earth, he came inside her.
  • Reluctantly…. Very reluctantly….. I slowly started to twirl. “Faster, faster,” they started to chant in unison, and I cautiously picked up the pace. “Faster, faster,” they continued to urge, with an insistence which made me comply. None of us were counting, but after what seemed like a full minute of twirling at breakneck speed, the inevitable happened as alcohol enhanced dizziness took over and I went sprawling, spinning face down into the thick pile of the plush carpet. The two ladies were in hysterics, and I remained splayed out on the floor with my head still swimming so much I daren’t even attempt to stand up. “Brilliant,” squawked Shelly as her laughter died down. “You said you’d get him to do it.” “I told you, I can make him do what I want,” replied Cynthia, in between her gasping for breath after her bout of unrestrained laughter.” I looked back at them over my shoulder as I still lay prostrate on the carpet, unnerved that Cynthia had used those words. “Come on, give me a hand. Lets get the poor man to his feet,” instructed Cynthia, and they both came over and took hold of one arm apiece. “That’s right, up you get. Come assfuck sit and rest in this chair.” I allowed myself to be guided backwards, as they reversed me to a big soft recliner. But as I plonked down into a seated position, it movie was immediately clear this was no ordinary chair. The centre gave way like it just wasn’t there, like I’d sat myself down into a truck tyre. I sank right in and was essentially jammed as my knees came up to my chest. From behind I felt a firm hand push down on my head as two curved spars swung over, one on the top of each shoulder. Then the two ladies, one at each side, wrapped two broad padded bands around my arms, their constraint sealed by the scratching whisper of Velcro. “Hey,” I called, to commence my protest, but Cynthia held a finger to my lips. “You will stay silent or you will be gagged, and with something you really won’t like.” “But my cock-cage … it’s digging in and really hurts,” I blurted, disregarding her ominous threat. “OK, OK, calm down,” soothed Cynthia. “Shelly, you grab his other knee.” With that they grasped one knee each and pulled my legs much wider apart. My cock-cage dropped to a more natural position which immediately eased the squashing and pressure. I couldn’t contain a deep sigh of relief nor a declaration of gratitude as I meekly heard myself say :- “That’s better, thank you.” “See,” boasted Cynthia, “I told you he’d thank us for this.” “No, it’s …. “ I started a protest about twisting my words, but again she placed a finger to my lips. “Let me repeat, you really don’t want this,” and with that she waved in front of my face what was obviously a cock-gag with straps, but this one was quite long and bulbous and glistened with several rows of short, shiny, sharp-looking spikes. “Do you?” I vehemently shook my head to silently scream ‘no’. I was in Ass fuck enough trouble as it was. “Now for the fun part. I hope you like fairground rides, Graham.” And with that disturbing statement, I felt my recliner start to booty recline .. and recline… and recline. I was quite high up but tilted far back so I was now looking straight up at the ceiling. Although I was still bent double and firmly wedged in place, it was the spars which had been latched down over my shoulders which were stopping any possible escape from my cramped sink-hole entrapment. “Time to call for assistance. Is that OK with you, Shell?” asked Cynthia with foreboding in her voice. I was fearful of what now may happen. I heard the long string anus of beeps of a speed-dial, then a pause before Cynthia began speaking. Oh… gods… the pleasure! Understanding the subterfuge at once, Dmitri took it and looped it tightly around her throat with one fluid motion, wrapping both ends around one fist. Kim glared at her, “Not funny, I’m assfuck nervous as a whore in church and you’re laughing.” Leah could even feel Megan kissing her back now. Bella, it seems, had resigned herself to what was happening and kissed right Ass fuck back. I groan through an orgasm. When he was totally spent, I kept a good portion of his cum in my mouth, stood up and kissed him passionately. There’s only one reason for such a vast bounty. There was something about her eyes that made her smile what it was. "Lets see how long and painful it is to make you cum this way." When I finish using the toilet and exit a long scalding hot shower in back, Eddie, Toby, Phil, and Silvia have the bar pretty well cleaned up and they booty are ready to lock the doors. It was my first time doing that and it was incredible! Her right hand came anus off the steering wheel and extended towards me, grabbing my left hand and bringing it in between the seats. You’re so clever and you make me feel so good. movie And Brie continued to shock the room when she plunged two fingers into her canal, ass upturned and on display. I backed up and was almost at the door, when Mike spoke again. The other two finalists were white women who were very qualified and lovely, but showed a spirit of officiousness that Will didn’t want to deal with. “Over-work.” I said as I phoned James and booked him for an hour from then. As a single dad, I hated my time alone as I usually sat and wondering if my kids were okay.