With his left hand trapping my hands above my head, his right wanders up and down my tight body, caressing my tits and nipples before sliding down my ...bs to my cunt. It's not long before I'm cumming, my pussy muscles spasming around his thick rod.He unties my hands, only to retie them behind my lower back. I'm still facing the wall, barely able to stand, wondering what's coming next. He kneels, sliding his tongue between my wet lips. I instinctually spread my legs and buck my hips, hoping to. ”“Were you cheating on him then?”I got quiet and looked at the floor for a bit. I was a cheater. That had been determined twice now, so I had nothing to hide. I looked up and directly into the large man’s eyes.“Yes. Detective, I hate Mick. It took about three months after our marriage for me to realize that he was a sadistic monster. By then I was pregnant with our first. He threatened to cut it out of me if I didn’t do what he said. From that day on I have been his sexual slave. He does. She realized what I was doing, and became quite angry. She pressed herself down onto my face, and gave my testicles some very severe, hard blows. I would have screamed or cried out for her to stop, but her Vagina muffled any sounds I could make. I tried to push her off me, but she was too strong. She remained firmly planted, with her Vagina squashing my face, and her hands beating my testicles. I think I passed out. When I regained my senses, she was off of me, on her knees, beside me. She. We hadn't slept together in almost a month, not since Mom had come home early one morning and found us. Seeing school books still open all over the place is probably what kept her from screaming, and while I wasn't naked or anything Mark's hand was laying across my chest. With a funny look on her face I didn't exactly think Mom was amused about finding Mark and I this way and later she would just come out and ask if were fucking each other, something we most certainly were not so I told her no..