Any hole. I just want to feel him enjoying me. Tell me I'm a good bitch as he slides in and out of me. Taking my holes, grunting with pleasure as he t...kes what's his. "Now, do you want me to ask you again? Or do you just want to lay there drooling like a filthy a****l? Look at you licking your lips watching your sister stroking my cock." Fuck she's loving this! Those lust full eyes and sadistic smile. Look at her mmmm, every stroke of that throbbing cock she's savoring. That dirty bitch, uuugh.. "Beth nodded and began to speak. She remained on her knees since she wasn't given permission to sit in the chair again. Lucy told Beth the facts from the moment she'd burst in on her son a week before. God, it seemed like a lifetime ago. There was little Beth didn't know but there were a few details she'd not been aware of and she asked clarifying questions.It didn't take long in the telling but when she finished her narrative Beth rose out of her chair and began to pace the floor furiously.. I grew to hate seeing that face contorted with a****l sexual pleasure while I felt only physical, mental, and spiritual pain.After my wife finished her last orgasm (often she would use me for 2-3 more rounds) she would slowly release the cock (spending a little more time feeling that fat glans exit out of her hungry vagina), open her eyes, climb off me, lay on her back, and "cool off", I guess. She would caress her body, rub her pussy, and relax. Perhaps she was still in that other world. “Well, that was exciting,” I said.“I’m depending on you to get me through it,” Bree said. “Come on. I’ll introduce you to Coach Fredericks. He’s your Sports Conditioning instructor.”“Don’t you have a class to get to?”“No. My next class is eleven-thirty. I won’t be able to walk you to your Lit class. Think you can find it?”“That’s one thing Rick and June made sure they did with our cohort. They walked us to each professor’s class that we had on our schedules. I can find it.”Bree introduced me to.