I'd pick her up there and we'd drive to my house, pulling into the garage and closing the door before she got out. Then we would drink wine and laugh ...or hours, sometimes making love in front of the fireplace, in the bed, in the studio, and sometimes just cuddling on the sofa until it was time for me to take her back to her car so she could arrive home—next door—without anyone knowing where she had been.I suspected her mom, Rita's grandmother, knew. But in the three months that we were. Her brothers family came over to spend the weekend with us...as I entered the apartment...I was greeted by a beautiful blonde bbw...her name is Tiffany...she was wearing a very thin white top shirt ...they weren't the type of family with alot of money so her bra was a plain Jane cream color..seemed to be oversized and not holding her babies in well..she had these blue denim jeans on that seemed to be too big for her...but her ass still didn't seem fit entirely in them...because of that I was. Running around Angel’s waist was a light weight leatherharness belt, and coming down from it were two strapsin the front that linked into two small steel d-ringsin the tube’s edge. The straps, when run taut to holdthe tube firmly in place, ran in a V shape along bothedges of Angel’s pelvis emphasizing the funnel thatleft her open for any kind of penetration. In the backa slightly thicker strap ran tightly down betweenAngel’s ass cheeks and anchored the tube with. She suddenly began to shake violently and I knew she had got another orgasm.Benjamin smiled in the darkness and he redoubled his assault on my wife’s tight ass. Few moments later, the little bastard filled my wife’s anus with his sticky semen. He pulled out and grabbed Ana’s hair, pulling her head up and making her suck on his dick.As soon as his cock was again hard, he made Ana bend over the bench and he took her from behind.I was a bit tired; so I went back to my car and drove off to the.