I was not in control, far from it, but I was there voluntarily. I had given myself over to the unseen entity known as “The Hands”, someone who kne... how to control, to use a woman, to push her beyond. Hours it would last, many, many hours of defilement. My big tits were getting a work over, random slaps that broke the silence with loud thwacks, each one followed by an involuntary yelp from me. A series of rapid staccato slaps to one nipple and then the other was followed by a pensive pause. Sunita : “oh. acha..thankyou” tum college jaate ho?Me: “haan. Bcom hons”Sunita: “Acha. padhai kab karte ho” Raat ko”? she smiledI didn’t know what to say..and I said..”haan..raat ko”. Kyon aapne dekhna hai mujhe padte hue”?Sunita: “Chalo. Chai ban gayi hai..ye lo” and she picked up the tray to go to the living room.I went to the living room and sat down and she served tea to the family..on the way out of the living room, she looked at me staring at her and asked “aur chips chahiye”?I got up and. Going back to the stairs, he looked up at his impending doom. He wasn’t exactly sure what he was worried about, but he knew Desiree was very upset and it was because of him. The only difference between this and all the other times she got mad at him was something he couldn’t put his finger on, and that’s exactly what was troubling him. ‘I’m coming up,’ he yelled before he got to the top stair. The last thing he needed to do was surprise her. ‘Don’t bother,’ she said as she opened her bedroom. I didn't mention the webcam, that her husband and I would be recording the lengthy sexual sessions with her and all the boys. I didn't want her to be self-conscious. Plus, to be frank, I knew that Allan and I both were looking forward to viewing those videos, to seeing just what it was like as eight horny teenagers fucked his sexy submissive and very sexually responsive wife.Within days we had hours of graphic video showing the boys taking turns having sex with the still unresisting but.