“Everything I tell you.” Once again, Doris nodded. “No? See, they are getting stiff already, aren’t they.”
Rita was rolling and pinching the nipples more vigorously and Doris’s upper body was twitching. “This is my friend, Rita.” Rita was blonde, perhaps 50, hard looking, but she smiled sweetly at Doris and said. “You’ve got a nice big cock here, Doris,” she said. Rita quickly tightened the harness and fixed another larger dildo to it. Rita brought her hands up to cup both of them. He does not want his wife damaged, of course, but also he does not want her to remember anything afterwards. She was breathing heavily and made no move. Her moans sounded like a continuous wail, coming from a wide open mouth, her eyes shut, her face screwed up, her body jerking and her back arching.
