After drying I threw on my terry robe and pulled up a chair across from my husband and dug into my Moo Goo Guy Pan and downed another glass of wine. I...was famished and I just wanted to eat my meal and take my Kindle to bed and read until I fell asleep.Then I began to actually listen to what my spouse was telling me.“You remember me telling you about that project I’ve been working on?” my husband asked me.“Yes, vaguely.” I responded. “You never went into much detail as I remember. You just. You needto remember that it is you that has done this. You brought this onyourself, so when you are crying out in pain, when inside your head youare begging for it to stop, remember my son, the only one to blame isyourself."Everything blacked out and I found myself in some sort of dream state. Icould see as if I was imagining, but my body couldn't move. Suddenly,faces came flashing in front of me, women from my past. The first one wasthat bitch that had laughed at me. Then came the long series. He was ready to fuck her and she wanted his cock deep in her cunt. she then got on top of his cock and pushed it into her hole. He started fucking her hard pushing every inch of the long cock into her. He was larger than the school boys and felt so good in her hole. He pounded her tight hole fucking her hard as they both started to cum. He emptied his sack inside her and loved the feel of her pussy. She then pulled off his cock and mounted his face. ‘Lick the cum from my cunt.’ she demanded. He. There was already a milky white cream building on his cock and the side of her pussy lips and thighs. Some of witch was running down the inner thighs. The camera was catching all this with precession and care. Then the camera paned out to the room and there was the other guy sitting in a chair next to the bed playing with his semi limp cock and there stood someone else but I could not see them very well. Then the camera zoomed back to the guy fucking her from behind and by now he was giving it.