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Chapter 3 Joyce enjoyed fucking Sonia (Arthur's mom ) Joyce immensely with her strapon , Max had insisted they fuck at Sonia's today, Charlie, Sonia's cuckold hubby, was filming the action today , Joan Jones was on her knees licking Master Max's nuts as fisting they watched (Sonia in pain & ecstasy) oral as Joyce fucked Sonia up the ass with a 12inch strapon dildo. Joan was now deepthroating Max as he watched intently from the sidelines, as Charlie focused in on his wife's facial expresion of contentment . His friend Arthur in the meantime was screwing his fat submissive Olga , missionary style ( in the other bedroom ) . As Joan ate his cumload , Max had a great idea . He went in the other bedroom & dragged OLGA out who had just been creampied by Arthur & for old times sake he had Sonia eat her son's jism out of Olga's pussy, while Joyce kept pounding Sonia's ass ruthlessly. Sonia hadnt lost her touch amateur or taste for her son's cum . Maybe Max thought , if he got bored of Sonia , he'd return her to her rightful owner (Arthur) he smirked. As Sonia savoured her couple son's jism he decided he'd be in the final scene & put on a mask & started by spanking Sonia over licking his knee & because she was a cumslut without any morals , he pissed on her face & hair right there in the middle of her living room , Max laughed ,they'd definitely need a carpet shampooer after this one . Meanwhile Charlie kept filming he knew he'd jerk off to this film and his wife Sonia would probably give him a golden shower as they watched the humiliating spectacle. Half the drawers on the dresser hung open and empty, the bed was stripped bare of its sheets, and the mattress sat askew atop the box-spring frame. The shelves beside the desk had been rummaged through, and what remained was cluttered in small piles here and there. In this disheveled, half-furnished room, a young man slumped in his computer chair with a vacant expression, chin resting on his knuckle. A break-in? That would’ve been messy. But a break-up can turn out to be so much messier. Brian had lived together with Chloe for two years, so coming home from his shift to find all of her things gone from their apartment had been a little jarring. If he were to be honest, their relationship had taken a rather sour turn for the past... well, quite some time, now. Her Women’s Studies course had opened her eyes to just how oppressed and victimized women really were, and she had thrown herself into the post-modern feminist revolution with ardent enthusiasm. Things had become difficult between them. ‘Strained’ may be too lenient a word for the frustrating struggle that terminated in... this. Brian’s brow furrowed and he rubbed his face slowly, trying to will himself to feel nothing at all about this turn of events. He was generally a good looking guy. She was clearly watching porn. play tonight when my parents leave. This was not the time for foreplay. I teased her, made her whimper. “Well, Mr Philips,” she continued in an almost patronizing tone, “Would you like to see a massage therapist today? Her smiling face suddenly turns lustfully possessive. "That follows. The rumours are completely true, they spread them deliberately to terrorise the people of the town and keep them from joining the rebellion. He seemed a little surprised by my words but within seconds his hand moved from my bum outside my amateur dress to my pussy under my dress. I was invited to share my mind without fear as if oral I were among equals instead. I had make every move correct to couple survive. I stopped him from moving as I gently mashed my fisting own hardon, covered in just my suit trousers (and underwear, of course), along the valley at the centre of his bare ass. I loved working my pussy up and down his cock. She brought her lips to mine, her gaze burning. licking ‘I love you so much darling, but you need to realise that daddy is not a perfect man. He’s fucked your nana, both my sisters and he’s a hopeless heroin addict. “Mmmm... yes, but not with your finger.” She turned to rinse the soap from her rear and then spun to put it back in front of me, “Use your tongue, my Sweet.” And why not a miracle? “They just seemed another danger in a dangerous time.” She hadn’t been in the dreary looking Pillar of Light’s demesne very often, or even met the Pillar. "God, I don't want to leave." “No, but soon you will think so if you accept me.” I gently pushed her backward laying her down. I heard him gasp as I felt the weight of it and he became fully erect. “I do things how they should be done.” “Yes.” She hissed, shivering.