In addition, her cunt was stretched and ripped by that damned apple Béla had shoved up there. The sensation in her cunt intensified as she began anot...er orgasm. She wished her sister would shove the other apple in there; it was a lot larger.Béla stopped sucking on Beth’s torn tit and looked at her sister, squirming beneath her.‘Really? You want them both?’ She asked into her sister’s mind. ‘You realize that two of them will rip you open down there?’‘Oh, God! Yes! Rip me! Tear me open!’‘Okay,. .. but it's not. It's been almost four months since... since Tabitha and I split up... and in that time, it's like I'm a faucet that's been shut off at the source. No matter how many times I turn the handle, there's nothing coming out."She avoids looking at me directly. She knows how much this hurts me... still... For weeks after our last fight, I was stuck in an emotional funk. It didn't help that I had seen it coming for weeks and weeks prior, I had stuck it out, hoping to find something to. I found that following my wife'sorders, however mundane, was more thrilling than I ever could haveimagined.I quickly returned with the bottle of wine, opened it and poured twoglasses, then scuttled back to my kneeling position. Rob reached downand pulled a very full condom off his soft member."Reward time, cucky," he announced. I crawled forward, accepted thecondom and retreated again.Prior to this, Rob would leave after sex, but clearly today there wasgoing to be a round two, and before long. The reason for my sudden popularity was due to the slime-ball reporter I had sued had not taken the hint to leave me alone after he was served. Instead, he posted a second story about me being some sort of Svengali, swindling sports stars out of millions of dollars. The problem was that his report had linked Kevin's visit to the ranch implying he was my first victim. A second reporter went farther with Kevin's story, setting up a time line linking his visit with me at the ranch to his rapid.