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Subject: {ASSM} House Hunting
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Date: Mon,  1 Aug 2005 06:10:02 -0400
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   House Hunting Part1

   They had done the usual careful planning for the viewing.  A fairly
isolated house, the wife alone while the husband relocated, a hire car
under a false name.  On the agreed day, they rang the bell and waited to
see what the wife was like.- not that they cared much.  They were
pleasantly surprised when Mrs Anderson answered the door, she was about 45,
a bit plumb but with good boobs, one of Mary's delights.  They introduced
themselves and then Mary asked if Mrs Anderson minded if she took video, as
that make it easier for them to recall the details of the house.  She and
John stood at the door while Mary videoed, zooming in on the wife's chest.
John asked Mrs A where the shed was and she obligingly half-turned and
pointed to the left, making her boobs jut out !  Then he stood slightly
behind her and rubbed his crotch.

   Inside the house, they first went upstairs and Mary videoed Mrs A's
bottom as she went up the stairs.  In one bedroom, while Mary questioned
Mrs A about the heating, casually holding the camcorder, John stood behind
her and whipped his erect cock out for a quick rub.

   Downstairs, they went into the kitchen.  John looked around, pointed to
the kitchen table and said "Oh, Yes!  That's just right !"

   Mrs A looked puzzled and John leered "It's just that it's the right
height.  And you have such lovely tits !"

   Mary grinned and kept filming as the woman looked stunned and then
shocked as John grabbed a couple of handfuls.

   She struggled and cried "What do you think you're doing ?"

   John pushed her against a cupboard while Mary took a tripod out of her
very large handbag and set up the camcorder.  "Smile, you're on candid
camera !" she jeered"And my husband enjoys mauling jugs !"

   John turned her again and grabbed at her tits.  The woman struggled and
Mary laughed.

   "Let's see her milkers !" she cried as Mrs A tried to pull John's hands
away.  He let her do so, only so he could then grab the neck of her dress
and rip it down.  Mary watched gleefully as the woman tried to fight off
John who was yanking at her brassier.  Then she went over and deftly
flipped the woman's tits out of the bra.  She stood back as John and the
woman struggled, with him mauling the bare breasts.

   Then the woman screamed as John spun her around, holding her arms so
that Mary, with well practised ease, could strap them together.

   "There, that'll make your sexbags jut out nicely, now for your knickers
!" and she reached up and pulled Mrs A's pants down around her ankles. 
With her arms strapped and her pants around her ankles, she was helpless.
Mary turned her around so that she could see than John had taken off his
trousers and pants.  He was rubbing up his already erect penis.

   "No !  No!  " the woman screamed.

   "Yes !  Yes !  " hissed Mary "Take a good look at my husband's cock. 
He's going to stick it up your cunt He's going to rape you !  He'll fill
your womb with his hot spunk.  "

   She went to a drawer and got a knife.  "Now keep still while I get your
dress off, I don't want to cut you (yet, she thought)"

   Mrs Anderson sobbed as Mary ripped her dress apart.

   "Oh, look !  She's got a bush !" leered John.  "Right, on the table,
then and let's have a look at her cunt !"

   Well drilled, they hauled Mrs A onto the kitchen table, Mary produced
more straps to tie her ankles to the table legs.  Instead of lying her
lengthways, they laid her across the table.  That meant her legs were
stretched wide apart and her cunt was just off the table, a nice height for
having a cock pushed in.  Her head was hanging over the other side, nicely
positioned for a mouth fuck..  With her arms still strapped behind her, her
boobs stuck out and while she could struggle, she couldn't move much.  She
was really available.  John tied a cord around her neck, with a slip knot,
leaving it dangling down ready to hold her head, or choke her if she
struggled.

   "Me first !  Cried Mary "Let me mash those milkers for starters."

   She fondled the woman's breasts, fingering the nipples and then dug her
fingers in, her specially pointed nails sinking in as she twisted the soft
flesh.  Mrs Anderson gave a satisfying scream of pain.  John worked a
finger into the unwilling vagina.  Again, Mary twisted the soft tits,
gloating over the yell of pain.  Then she stood back and took off her skirt
and pants, turning towards the camcorder to show her shaven pussy She
dipped a couple of fingers in to show it was already wet with lust.  Then
she climbed onto the table and knelt astride Mrs A's chest.

   "I'm going to use your plumpers for a tit-fuck!" she leered.  Part 2 to
follow

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