John felt rather sheepish as he walked into the lobby at the adult female's sanctuary, an anon. unit behind a down pat town shopping mall.

"Hi, I ‘ m John Barnes, I think Sarah, my married woman, is here ?"he said awkwardly as he approached the receipt desk.

"That will be the ‘ sourness faced little cow with white-livered hair ?"the receptionist queried.

"Er I was joking,"lav 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 the Evangelist explained.

"Yes, I know, the ungrateful petty bitch,"the adult female continued,"You had better come through."

John the Divine followed her into the back room.

It was just a corridor a couple of m broad. It stunk. The floor was polished white roofing tile. White tiles also covered the lower walls up to waist height.

John had to do a double take. Every two metres or so a au naturel female rear projected through a hole in the wall. A wooden Pole inserted at waist the kept the stern projecting into the room, six women in all.

A janitor with a mop leaned against the bulwark further down.

"Which one is she ?"the woman asked.

"I don't honestly know,"John the Divine replied in confusion.

"They are only allowed to talk while you are fucking them,"the charwoman explained,"I suggest you narrow it down to a mates and feed each one a try."

"What ?"John Lackland exclaimed.

"These woman 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 pattern, number, nil special but the husband love for his wife which leads him to try to have sex with her is really special."

"Bloody infernal region,"John gasped.

"Of course some of the fille are just stand ins, not wives,"the fair sex explained.

toilet looked quite astonished.

"Oh semen now, its not that foreign,"the cleaning woman said,"Why I sometimes do a turn when we are quiet."

"I don't understand,"lavatory explained shaking his head.

"kickoff 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 though rung the rachis by the junk BIN is equally good."

"What ? He rapes them ?"John gasped.

"Hardly rapine, more providing a serving, usually they are gagging for it anyway and he always uses a rubber,"she replied,"You see we madam do necessitate a in effect shagging every now and again,"She blushed,"My name is Melissa by the way."

"Uh, john, yes."John Lackland said awkwardly.

"Does you wife knock off ? genus Melissa asked.

"Er yes, partly,"lavatory agreed. He caught Melissa's gaze. She was about 35, he guessed, previous than him, her bosom swelled quite nicely in the crisp white doctors smock.

His expression asked the unstated question.

"Yes I do sometimes,"she said,"Would you like to see ?"

"Er no thanks,"privy declined.

"Or see my dope ?"she queried,"pot of boys like to play with my boobies ?"

"Er I just want to see Sarah."John explained.

"You need a fuck ?"genus Melissa enquired,"Are you missing her ?"

"No I can't use the tinker's dam washing machine and the fry are doing my head in."he admitted.

"Oh well I can't help with domestic job,"Melissa admitted,"But I'm horny and I'm on receipt all night so it looks like I only have a pick of either you or Rob the janitor if I want to get laid."

Melissa unbuttoned her smock, her bra was sheer Edward D. White with the cupful cut away to uncover her nipples, her T. H. White suspender rap supported blanched stockings and her panties were tiny livid lace with a split crotch.

"No I want Sarah,"whoremaster insisted.

"Oh well if I can't temt you try Number three, as soon as you start fucking I'll withdraw her gag."genus Melissa sighed.

King John walked up to no 3 and loosened his pants letting them fall to his knees

Her quim pouted and her ass looked inviting. but just a piddling too high to spear easily."Use the wooden blocks to adjust your height,"Melissa suggested.

privy saw the pile of various size timbers on the flooring, he selected a 50mm cylinder block and stood on it. His shaft was exactly in line with her pouting glistening cunt and with the idle push he slid inside her.

"Oh Sarah I missed you !"he sighed.

Sarah's spokesperson came from behind him,"Then why are you fucking that whore ? You bastard !"

"You bitch !"he wailed. Melissa was laughing and John craned his neck to wait at Sarah.

She was in a wheelchair being pushed by the janitor. A egg gag hung round her neck. Her arms were bound to the blazonry of the wheelchair, her feet bound to the ottoman, her waist was bound to the back of the hot seat with blue R-2 matching those which encircled her breasts.

"What have you done to her !"bathroom demanded.

"A vibrating butt hoopla, a vibrator up her cunt and a little galvanising shock machine up her pee kettle of fish,"Melissa explained,"In addition to what you can see."

"love god,"lavatory exclaimed but the woman was working her pussy muscularity, milking John's cock."Oh screw !"he proested but it was far too late and he shot his milky cum deep into a woman who he didn't know, had never spoken to and never seen.

"poor Sarah needed that cum John the Evangelist,"Melissa chided.

"Bastard,"Sarah snapped,"Aggghhh"

"Don't swear,"Melissa chided,"I zapped her pee hole, she explained, I'll set her Dildoes to 7 for a few minute then zap her again, she usually orgasms when I do that.

John looked confused as his shrinking cock slipped from the lady friend's cunt..

"It's all controlled from an app on my phone,"Melissa explained.

Sarah looked confused, she began perspiring and then she convulsed and began gasping.

"See she's having another orgasm, that's what 20 today ?"Melissa asked.

"19 from the Ds and 2 from my cock,"the janitor announced proudly.

"Really ? Have you been O/D ing on the Viagra again ?"genus Melissa asked,"Because lets face it she's no porn star."

"That's a bit harsh,"King John suggested as he looked for something to pass over his putz on.

"I suppose it depends on what sorting of porn you watch,"Melissa suggested,"sister or reality porn."

"I guess,"John agreed,"We were childhood sweethearts, sort of grew up together."

"I can see why she got her hook into you but you could do so much better,"genus Melissa suggested. She undid the lower release on her dust coat and began to gently frig herself.

"Er,"I gasped

"John !"Sarah shouted,"Don't pass over your cock on your Aggggghhhhh !"

Melissa grinned,"Don't criticise your hubby, haven't you learned anything ?"

Sarah glared an icy glare as the dildo and buns plug slowly accelerated from upper 7 towards max."Oh fuck not again,"she protested,"Noooooo."

"She needs a stopcock to suck,"genus Melissa said knowingly. She slipped across to Sarah's side and expertly slipped a ring gag between Sarah's teeth."So go on John, put it in her mouth."

"I'm not grueling and it needs a wipe,"John said apologetically.

"That's what a married woman's mouth is for, cleaning cocks,"genus Melissa explained,"How on earth is she supposed to learn without your help."

John found sticking his cock in Sarah's mouth was light said than done, she was trussed securely into the wheelchair but she turned her nous until th janitor held her impudence and even then he had to stand awkwardly with legs splayed each side of meat of the chair.

His cock started to swell as he felt Sarah'lingua and lips and she started to fret exciting him further. His knob end tickled her tonsil, his helmet cut her air supply and she started to cough sucking him further into her throat. The intuitive feeling was exquisite as he fucked her to death.

"piece of ass her,"genus Melissa whispered,"Don't trouble we have a defibrillator somewhere if she has a cardiac arrest."

"No, I can't"St. John protested but his aching clod proved him wrong by producing a few Thomas More drips of creamy cum as his brawn tried to pump every ounce of fluid from his void balls.

"Oh fuck she's stopped breathing !"he exclaimed, as he dragged his cock from her back talk,"Sarah, Sarah !"

Sarah suddenly convulsed, coughed and gagged as Melissa zapped Sarah's pee hole with the app from her phone.

Sarah looked around wildly,"Its all correctly favourite I'll take you habitation,"John promised.

"But Gospel According to John, you fucked issue three and she is a civilise nurse,"genus Melissa suggested,"Come and receive her first."

trick was shattered, two sexual climax in ten minutes, he needed to catch one's breath and could not resist as Melissa led him round to the former English of the rampart. Six girls all bent double with their rump through the rampart. Number one a acidity faced cow of about 60 with a red ball gag, no 2 was even older, 4, 5 and 6 were young woman from the blueing Angel Falls bothel above Timothy Whites on Inkerman street, and no 3 was like a angel, like the one with the sorry haircloth from Abba but with the blonde one's ass.

"Are you who fucked me ?"No 3 asked.

"Er yes, regretful,"John apologised.

"Don't apologise it was skillful, especially when you shoot your lading,"she simpered.

"Annalise, number 3, is a lesbian and trying to get significant,"Melissa explained.

"rightfulness ? Why ?"Saint John asked in confusion.

"A joker baster is so messy,"Melissa confirmed,"often nicer to have it draft so to speak."

"Are you all a freight of pervert ?"John demanded suddenly.

"I guess,"the Janitor chipped in.

"All I want is my shirts ironed, the minor looked after and a fuck when I feel like it,"Saint John the Apostle explained.

"Then you need a nanny and a whore, not a married woman,"Melissa explained,"Go place and think, think who made Sarah the way she is."

Saint John the Apostle thought carefully about who made Sarah the way she was, that cold hearted kick of a mother of hers of course.

King John needed a drink, he went habitation via the pub, had a few small beers and force home.

The infant sitter had gone when John got in. Sarah's mother Miriam was with the kids.

"Where the sin have you been !"she demanded.

"Out you pillock kick, '' lav pointed out,"Visiting your mean spirited polar daugher of course."

"How dare you call Sarah such awful names,"Miriam snapped.

"Why not, its true and its all your fault,"he explained,"All your snidey little input you frigid cow,"he shouted and went to slap her across the face.

She staggered back into the wing easy electric chair which toppled over backwards leaving her on her back with her legs feebly waving in thin air.

"Where's that henpecked hubby of yours ?"John Lackland demanded.

"Right here old chap,"Geoffrey announced,"Splendid speech, I wish I'd had the gumption to do it years ago."

"Get me up !"Miriam protested.

"Nice legs shame about the face,"John suggested as he stared at Miriam's stocking clad pegleg and want of panties.

"Fraid the old trout gets thrush if she wears pants,"Geoffrey sighed,"Reckons I gave her VD."

"Did you ?"bathroom asked.

"Probably,"Geoffrey agreed,"I say would you mind awfully holding her shoulders while I fuck her, I don't often get the chance."

"To be good she's giving me a bit of a woody too."whoremonger admitted.

"Tell you what how about a 3 some,"Geoffrey suggested,"You can do the front to begin with and change ends half way like the queers !"

"No offence but I spunked twice since tea time and she really is not my type."bathroom apologised.

"Nor mine but any old trout in a storm,"Geoffrey agreed.

"We could stick a broom up her bitch and make her expanse the terrace ?"John suggested flippantly.

"And a roue up her ass so she can skim the lawn,"Geoffrey laughed.

"Are either of you imbeciles going to help me up ?"Miriam demanded.

"No,"Geoffrey declared.

"Lets strip her naked and put her in the garden like a dog,"john suggested,"LET face it she is a right bitch."

"Capital idea,"Geoffrey agreed, but by the metre they had her bra off the aroma of come alive pussy had their cocks stiffening.

"Me first I think,"Geoffrey suggested as he dropped his pinstripe trousers and aimed his instrument unerringly into Miriams pouting snatch.

"Oh you bastard you total son of a bitch !"Miriam protested as Geoffrey filled her void with his engorged manhood.

John watched for a few min but when Geoffrey started sucking Miriam's nipple and saying he loved her he wandered off up to bed. He was almost asleep when Geoffrey came into his elbow room,"Your turn old chap,"

"Bit knackered I'm afraid,"John apologised.

"Nonsense !"Miriam announced as she followed Geoffrey into the room. She ripped back he bedclothes and grasped toilet's manhood through the fly in his pajama,"Plenty of sprightliness in it."

His prick reared and Miriam was kneeling astride him and lowering herself as she guided his hammer up her snatch.

Her sluttish warm swampy slit engulfed him like a marshmallow swarm and he lay back to one of the scoop lazy piece of ass he ever enjoyed.

"I can't retrieve why you never tried to seduce me before,"Miriam announced when he finished.

"Geoffrey likes them young you know."

"Look I just want to sleep now, '' John declared and he added"Goodnight."

John woke with a clump. He had rolled over and fallen out of bed. He heard grunting sounds as Geoffrey fucked Miriam who had been lying beside him.

"Sorry old edible bean,"Geoffrey apologised,"Carried away don't you know."

"Bloody blaze,"John replied,"I could give birth injured myself."

"Don't arrest you old soft touch,"Miriam urged,"It's rare enough that he shows any interest in me as it is."

trick looked at the bedside clock, 7:30, meter for breakfast. He padded downstairs, turned on the coffee machine and Geoffrey shouted."John, you turn."

"Don't be bloody ridiculous,"John replied as he put several slices of lolly in the wassailer,"You'll wake the kids."

"They won't wake for hours,"Miriam replied as she joined John in the kitchen,"I'll just hop up on the work top shall I ?"She was wearing one of John's White person work shirts and nix else. Geoffrey's cum oozed from her pouting bitch and she should have repulsed Saint John but something was stirring.

"On the worktop, lets do this before the kids come down,"John advised.

Saint John helped Miriam climb up on the worktop."piece of tail me darling,"she cooed.

Miriam's cunt was mild and warm as John slipped his tool deep inside her. Her distend nipples nuzzled his ches.

"Why can't Sarah be more like you ?"lavatory muttered.

"She is, we both need unassailable men,"she explained,"Don't you understand anything about woman ?"

"I thought she needed my accompaniment,"he explained.

"Stout corset and a decent bra is all the support she needs you fool,"Geoffrey opined as he too wandered into the kitchen,"How areb you getting on John, shall I see if the Milkman is around to give you a bit of a break."

"No I think I can manage,"John agreed and his cock twitched and started to germinate pint after pint of creamy spunk.

"Ugggghhh,"a voice from nowhere said suddenly. lav struggled to make sense of it. Miriam disappeared into the vinyl ether, the kitchen dissolved and there he was in bed with Sarah with the early break of day luminousness streaming through a gap in the curtains.

"You filthy bastard you've cum in the bed again."

King John realised he'd been dreaming. A wet dream.

"Shoudn't have pushed me away, now shut up you bitch and go to sleep"he explained.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that,"Sarah insisted.

"Or what ?"John the Evangelist replied.

"I'll leave you."she snapped.

"promise promises,"he sighed,"roll in the hay you !"and he rolled over and returned to his dream, except this time he was fucking Sarah while Miriam slowly wanked herself with a corgette as she watched them .