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“Go to Canrich Weir,” my sick demons had told me, fully knowing what reception I’d find there. My long due appointment. My most hellish of nightmares. The hosts of my abject defilement. Sadistic cruel thugs who would treat me like shit. Evil scumbags who would beat me and rape me. I am a 36 year old married mum who often worked away for two or three days at a time. I married at 21 but my husband enabled me to go to college and get a degree, despite being pregnant when we married. Our sex life was good but vanilla and I did delve into the world of porn. When I reached 32 my husband began to lose his interest in sex and then he developed physical symptoms of a neurological disease that made him impotent. It was then I started to play online on message boards. My knowledge of sexual taboos increased enormously. As I said my work would take me away and I stayed in 4/5 star hotels in Wales and the North West of England. I would often be “hit on” in teen hotel bars but although tempted I managed to resist and would return to my room and masturbate to what might have been or role play on line. I fully intended to be faithful until I met Jerry in a hotel bar, he was like a cobra to a mouse, mesmerizing me, entrancing me until I happily moved from my hotel to his local mansion, where his friends and livers George and Frank were waiting to open up my experiences. The three guys were mature retired pharmacists and my cooperation had been in part due to a non addictive aphrodisiac and inhibition eliminating pill Jerry had slipped me. After our night of debauchery Jerry admitted to me about the pill, but it did not seem to matter to me as I had enjoyed myself so much. I left for a meeting that afternoon with the promise that I would return and stay with him whenever I had business in the area, which tended to be once a month. The drug may not have been addictive but it had released something in me – “the inner slut” as you guys like to say, and I left horny as fuck! It had been 3 weeks since I had met Jerry, unfortunately my schedule had not taken me back or close proximity to him, so I had not had a chance to exercise my inner slut, I was however sent to Bristol for a full day seminar and in the evening I had dinner with colleagues. I had made a pact with myself never to “shit on my own doorstep" so colleagues were off limits as were clients, a shame as there were five very acceptable guys there and I was still horny from my recent experience with aphrodisiacs and lust. As I said, I was constantly horny and the boredom of the days seminar had added the to the need of release, but I had to content myself with a bit of strumming in the womens toilet before starting my journey. Don’t get me wrog, I love masturbating, but my desires this night had gone beond that and my small orgasms were merely felt like h'ordeuvres for a meal not on the menu. In the past masturbation had proved a great sexual relief, however it barely hit the mark, so it was not long on my trip that I was squeezing my thighs and releasing. As I travelled down the M4 motorway I always stopped at Reading services and tonight was no different. If I was not going to feed my pussy, I would at least be able to feed my face. I brought a sandwich and alcohol free lager and sat and consumed my unwholesome dinner. After a few minutes I felt eyes Lesbian burning into my back. I resisted the attempt to look round after all I did not really have a third eye or sixth sense so it had to be my imagination. Of course, the longer I sat there the more curious I was if I did have a sixth sense. In the end I decided to strategically go to the ladies and see who was behind me. He didn’t know where he was going, of course. It was made of a mesh lace, allowing hints of her butt-cheeks to peek through the gaps in the pattern. As soon as she realized what the boys were doing, she knelt down and watched for several minutes. I started the sit ups again and did another 5 before telling George Lesbian that my tummy hurt too much. "Well, well, what do we have here? He was trying to move. She removed her scarf from her neck, and Michael was delighted and surprised that the blouse she wore showed a fair bit of cleavage. Sue seeing, she was about finished cut the thread that connected the tongue with the clit. While she suffered greatly during the spectacle soon other Brothel Whores were taken upstairs with dogs. He would drive the elderly to wherever they needed such as the grocery stores, doctor’s appointments, Bingo or movies. She was hot. As she began to kiss me even harder and now tried to nibble at my lips I began kneading her large butt cheeks. "I'm sure you're right," the priest says, bear-hugging Chasni for an inappropriate amount of time, considering the fact that he was a priest. As soon as the door was closed behind them, Mi Su whispered into Ha Na’s ear that she had started her period this afternoon, so both her and Jin Joo were pretty much on the same schedule. Fearing a heart attack with my shorts down. As I calmed down I heard Karen say, She backed up her ass, wanting more of his hand or his dick. Fuck. I can’t believe it but I want to go back to my sister. But I had to laugh at the hilarity (and awesomeness) of everything from the past few days. “I think?” For these inferior bitches' sole purpose for existence is for our humiliation and teen degragration by superior males."