On the way out the guy in the kiosk gave me one of the posters as a keep sake. On the way back to the hotel the van filled up with the smell of cum, e...pecially when my wife removed her coat and sat in back with her tits and pussy on show. As I drove Rich became quite crude with his conversation with my wife. He was asking her if she had enjoyed being a slut and well used by all these strangers. How she seemed so willing to open her pussy lips for anyone and asked her to describe how she was. She pulled me back to my kneeled-over position at the toilet."You're not going anywhere, cutie-pie." Then I felt her pull my dress up and pull my panties down. I was panting with fear now. She stood over me, straddling me, as I started to sob softly, my voice ragged with pain and shock. I could feel her legs on either side of me, and I just stared down into the bowl, praying it would end. She stroked my hair mockingly."Awww... poor little doll," she said, "didn't get to fuck the stud and then. I promise I’ll have calmed down by Friday (oh, yeah, pigs are flying!) Please, don’t concern yourself about any fallout regarding Veronica. We’ve been together for a long time but I’m sure you’d be surprised about our relationship. It’s not what most people would think a marriage should be like. Anyway, that’s for another time. Just to say, all is under control and you need not have any fears. I have, of course, thought about the points you made and perhaps we can talk about them on Friday. On. I kept squeezing until I went unconscious, then of course my grip was released. What I had done was enough to stop his heart." Mum stops talking.I stare at her, letting all of her story run through me. "Oh my god, Mum. You killed him!" Yes, I did. But it was self-defence, and to keep him from hurting you as well." Wow, I get that, I remember the night. I don't blame you at all. I always wondered why he collapsed the way he did." I've thought about that act thousands of times, trying to convince.