The boys hungrily grinned at the submissive couple. Grant stepped close and put an teen arm around Wendy’s waist. He could feel the beautiful woman trembling as he hugged her. “The boys have been waiting to see more of you fore some time.” He brazenly reaches for her big tits with his free hand. Squeezing them in front of the crowd. Savoring the broken look of despair on her beautiful face. “I’ve told them all about your new position in my company.” “Yeah, on your knees, slut!” Tilda called out. Wendy shuddered at the dad venom in the chubby woman’s voice. “Let’s get this party started.” Grant grinned, licking the side of Wendy’s neck. He moved her up on the patio, so everyone could get a good view. “Now show the boys what you’ve selfishly been keeping from them.” He ordered, stepping daughter away. Ian gasped when Tilda grabbed him and pulled him to the side. Away from the boys and his wife. She lay down on a lounger and pulled him down next to her bulk. “They’re going to wreck your whore wife, sissy.” She whispered in his ear. On the patio, Wendy gripped the bottom of her tank-top. She didn’t have enough ego left to resist. Her self respect Blowjobs had been burned away by Grant. If the men she considered her oldest, and best friends wanted to abuse riding her...she wouldn’t resist. The gathered boys cheered as she pulled the grey shirt over her head. Her hard nipples visible just above the half-cup bra. She squatted over him with her knees on either side of his tummy. Mommy stumbled to the coffee pot, legs wobbling a little. I couldn't help but stare at his cock. His balls started to boil, Jake slowed daughter the pace of his thrusts teen not wanting to cum yet, he broke the kiss as he withdrew his cock. I’ve heard this speech so often before. And the only thing that’s going to happen is me winning.” “Maybe I should become the woman Mistress wants me to be,” Astrid whispered, “why should I keep clinging to my oaths, when they give me nothing but heartache and pain?” It looked like she had succeeded. The ladies, four in all—not counting dad Jana, were not shy about trailing their fingers over the head of my cock while I was delivering them their drink. “Please!” she gasped. I layed forward on top Blowjobs of her, my cock still blasting small remnants of cum into her pussy. His tongue fluttered out again and again. It soon had the desired effect riding and I felt a slap on my butt then another on my left tit.