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This can’t never be repaired. Now the prisoner horny is in your hands, you all have the chance to make her pay. I hope on a countless replay on the list. OBS.: THE ENDING OF THIS STORY DEPEND ON THE PUBLIC SUGGESTIONS. PLEASE LET A COMMENTARY OR SEND US A MESSAGE. ME AND MY WIFE WOULD LIKE TO CHAT AND SHARE IDEAS WITH YOU. E-Mail: annaleon218 at google mail dot com Walter and holly are taken to The After Hours Social Club where they participate in a couple of very interesting contests. This is a long story at over 9,000 words. The preparation in advance for the visit to the club involves some difficult, almost punishment, enemas, etc, but there is no scat play or anything like that. At the club walter is involved primarily in M/m sex. If any of that turns you off, you can catch the next chapter, Chapter 08, which will be, I hope, the last chapter of this saga. This story stands on its own, but Big Boobs makes a little more sense bitch if you have read the previous chapters. WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is copyright (c) 2018 by The Technician. Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. Production of multiple couple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. One day in early August, right after breakfast, Mistress Gloria said to Mistress Sam sexy and Mistress Cheryl, “What do you think about going to the club tomorrow night?” She didn’t ask me or holly or puddy tat or tracy. Our opinion didn’t matter anyway. “Do indian we have the masks with us?” Mistress Cheryl asked. “New masks for you, weird worm, and tracy arrived yesterday,” Mistress Gloria replied. She said calmly. “Now. “So do I.” Kevin says back. Jen asked “so you are coming back”. Raheem pumped his cock in and out as his hands pinned my shoulders to the table. Young-looking and slim, she wore a stylish ivory lace nightgown that was transparent enough to tease the wide hips and heavy breasts hidden beneath the light fabric. She then put on a teachers robe that covered her entire body, relieving her of the need to put on anything else. Beat the shit out of me. But… why? and Big Boobs yes, I trust him, but I don’t understand why you’re asking.” And so had Ji-Min. “I want you in me. bitch I want you to be sexy my first.” “I’m kind of worn out. He stood a moment looking down at the bloodied nude until he was shaken from his thoughts by a bark of laughter. You see him start to leave the room and stop the VCR and close the doors to hide the monitor. He of course had not been with a young woman sexually or even physically in years but it wasn't hard to remember how attractive their smooth skin, tiny waist, wide hips and full perky breasts looked and couple drew a man's eye. I gagged just once... the lycra, the spunk... _ He had put on indian a light material track suit. My orgasm seemed to last forever. I told her that I could cum at any time and that when she started her orgasm to let me know and I would shoot my cum at the same time that she got off. horny When I was done, I sank to my knees in front of him and kissed the head of his soft cock. For a weeaboo. She complained about the windows and lack of privacy, but Miguel wasn't interested. And I couldn’t stop giggling.