He threw something mature at me and told me to put it on because we were going for a walk along the beach.I looked at what he had given me. It was his blue string vest.Doc, hi it’s David.Her orgy skirt old was back in place and her thighs were together now.And my husband won't tell.She kissed his chest sliding her hands around mom his back.You put on a very good show for us, or else we do worse things to you.As soon as he finished with her, Savita's body suddenly gave up.Really, I asked her.I pulled it over, the thin, blowjob stretchy cloth leaving my midriff bare.The newcomer had black hair.Oh, God, yes, she purred.Stop! Our pussy leaked onto the barstool, our thighs clenched around its legs, our back arched, and our mouth orgy sobbed Justina’s subservient pleasure. I was shocked at how good it felt to have something pierce us so deeply in the wrong hole, but I couldn’t share in Justina’s depraved lust, not after what I just saw. I forced myself to withdraw from Justina’s mind, reluctantly abandoning the pleasure that ran up her spine, into her brain, and then into mine. I focused on the flashing image I saw of Willowbud right before she spun us around. Justina’s steel-trap of a memory served me well, and I rewound the proverbial tape mom until I saw… her. A woman of blackness, a shadow in all things except the white irises, and the ivory teeth grinning maliciously at me. Justina! I yelled, racing back to the forefront of her mind, my soul immediately assaulted with the euphoria of my friend’s anal assault, Justina-(oh shit, that feels good)-Justina, what the fuck is this?! Justina didn’t answer. Her mind was flooded with dopamine and endorphins, a swamp of pleasure that blowjob drowned lucid thought. I found a stream of consciousness thrumming gently in her frontal lobe, and I raced to it. Justina! I yelled, wavering in her euphoria, fighting the temptation to succumb to it, Justina, what the fuck is-Fuck-my-ass-fuck-my-ass-fuck-my-ass-fuck-my-ass… was all that thought responded with. Willowbud took hold of Justina’s horns and pulled back, forcing Justina’s perspective upside-down, forcing her mature body old to curve with jutting breasts, a distended abdomen, and an arching back.