“I am so sorry, Marianne. That’s awful.”“Thanks. It happens. Happens to a lot of people. Just another statistic in the long and unmourned hist...ry of failed domestic relationships.” I nodded. I didn’t know what to say to her. I didn’t know what her husband could have been thinking. Marianne was a winner: pretty, pleasant to be around, intelligent the list of positive qualities was long.“If there is anything I can do, just say the word,” I said finally. Her turn to nod.“Again, thanks David,” she. Like the one in my cunt the other day, I reckoned. She's fucking my mouth. Like its a cunt! And suddenly I understood, and my mouth watered as my pussy juiced. I looked up, caught her gaze and she saw the desire in me. Her face split into a satisfied grin. "Yeah," she dragged out seductively, "that's it, you've got it now!" Then her hand gripped tightly on the back of my skull and she began pumping the toy in and out of my throat, creating nasty lurid wet glugging sounds from me as I sucked. "You know everything will be as I said it would." "But what didn't you say?" Just then the twin whips landed again, and the air was split with fresh shrill screams as the nude bound bodies of the beautiful young girls bucked under the impact. Jennifer noted with interest that Jennine's big tits and tight belly were taking the beating incredibly well, and her screams were easily as strong as Hannah's. Neither of the attractive young bitches was showing any sign of fading. The brutal. He doesn't bathe and he smells even when he does. He says nasty things when he drinks and gets so angry. He hits her, but she loves him. She makes excuses for him all the time. She met him at our church, one of the brothers. They are going to get married.” I knew that my former sister-in-law went to church every Sunday and spent a lot of time there during the week too. My brother was religious too. I didn't know what to say. I felt like murdering Fred, and I imagined beating his head with my.