" Has it been that long ? I asked. "I am not sure " she replied " When he tries to fuck me , I usually just get bored, and watch the clock until he fi...ishes". I grabbed a bottle of oil on the nightstand and began rubbing it all over her. " Careful with that , thats his expensive aphrodisiac oil" she said laughing. " Really ?" I replied and poured some all over my cock. I grabbed her and pulled her in, kissing her , our hot tongues dancing with each other. " Once " she said , "He was on top and. Ozzy figured I just stepped out and would be home shortly. My wife on purpose just finished having a shower, noticed Ozzy's car pull up and park in our long country driveway. He came in called out, then headed for the kitchen, hot summers day he'd probably pour himself a cold one. She heard a kitchen table chair move, so knew where he was. My wife didn't dry herself, she only combed her long blonde hair, then came walking downstairs very wet and was going to pretend she didn't know Ozzy was in. When things at work were going well and Peter came home in a good mood, they would have some dinner, watch some television, maybe go upstairs and fool around a bit afterwards. On the weekend, they would shop and catch maybe a movie. It was peaceful and she loved it.Ruiz kept to herself most of the time. When she wasn't doing house or yard work, she spent most of her time in her cage in the mud room. It was comfortable and familiar and besides there wasn't much else to do. There was a half-door. She squealed and thrashed but they held her still. All the while Floyd was chuckling to himself. This was justified in his opinion. She had been the one who wanted to cheat. Now she was getting her chance.Off came the rest of her clothes. They spread her anus wide enough for Floyd to see into her bowels. Her eyes were watering in pain. Her gulping sounded almost like a honking goose. Floyd was almost confused by how little she was arguing. She had always been hellish to fight with whenever they.