John felt rather sheepish as he walked into the lobby at petite the women’s refuge, an anonymous unit behind a down town shopping mall. “Hi, I‘m John Barnes, I think asian Sarah, my wife, is here?” he said awkwardly as he approached the reception desk. “That will be the ‘Sour faced little cow with yellow hair?” the receptionist queried. “Er I was joking,” John admitted, “When I filled the form in.” “Oh well it describes her quite well,” The woman replied with an evil grin. “She asked to see me?” John explained. “Yes, I know, the ungrateful little bitch,” the woman continued, “You had better come through.” John followed her into the back room. It was just a corridor a couple of metres wide. It stunk. The floor was polished white tiles. White tiles also covered the lower walls up to waist height. John had to do a double take. Every two metres or so a naked female backside projected through a hole in the wall. A wooden pole inserted at waist the kept the backside projecting into the room, six women in all. A janitor with a mop leaned against the wall further down. “Which one is she?” the woman asked. “I don’t honestly know,” John replied in confusion. “They are only allowed to talk while you are fucking them,” the woman explained, “I suggest you narrow it down to a couple and give each one a try.” “What?” John exclaimed. “These women come in complaining about being raped and abused, we sympathise and seek to rehabilitate the relationship. We believe that helpingwomen to understand that the sex act is normal, routine, nothing special but the husbands love for his wife which leads him to seek to have sex with her is really special.” “Bloody hell,” John gasped. “Of course some of the girls are just stand ins, not wives,” the woman explained. John looked quite astonished. “Oh come now, its not that strange,” the woman teen said, “Why I sometimes do a turn when we are quiet.” “I don’t understand,” John explained shaking his head. “First we get the ladies trust, we pamper them and get them all showered, coiffeured, manicured and perfumed.” she grinned. “And then?”John queried. “Rob the janitor fucks them.” She laughed, “In the corridor usually small though round the back by the dust bins is equally good.” “What? He rapes them?” John gasped. “Hardly rape, more providing a service, usually they are gagging for it anyway and he always uses a condom,” she replied, “You see we ladies do thai need a good shagging every now and again,” She blushed, “My name is Melissa by the way.” “Uh, John, yes.” John said awkwardly. “Does you wife shave? Melissa asked. “Er yes, partly,” John agreed. He caught Melissa’s gaze. We saw what I thought was a really good deal on ribeye steaks—a decent price for custom-cut well marbled beef. I’d like to know how to do that.” “my mom petite is actually a friend of your moms she asked me to drop off a receipt, your mom went to the bathroom”. Please phone reception when you teen need us.” 969 said before they both left. “I guess I wouldn’t mind… It would be kinda unfair if I did.” "I didn't know that, but I'll see you tonight then and thanks again." He lifted the sheet, though she was still bruised the color was fading, he sniffed her, she'd cleaned herself, he went to the other side of the bed. As she guided her lover to her hungry pussy, Mollie widened her knees. He would witness me getting gang banged by black cocks. I was relentless as I kept spanking her over and over, small making her scream as I continued drilling my dick into her. The next girl, a much sexier, tall blondie with a cheerleader’s body, her hair pulled into child-like pigtails, nearly hit 50k. It isn’t like we’re lesbos or anything, just 2 friends having thai fun.” “Oh no, I’m on birth control. On their first evening alone, after dinner, they sat in the living room on the sofa and watched the TV. I trembled, my pussy clenching at the idea. � I asian knew that ment he was close to cumming. I could feel it getting hard as she sucked. She would all say I took advantage of my little sister and tricked her into incest. Moving off they were starting to get further and further from the debris field. “Urgh…Urrrggghh!