“Mmm, thank you, my Lord,” Brenda purred, lifting a heavy tit to her lips and licking my cum clean like the true slut she was.My cock was still ha...d. In Hell, I had all the stamina I needed.“Come fuck this whore's ass,” my wife panted, her eyes fluttering. “Let me feel her screams on my cunt as you rape her ass.”“What a good idea,” I smiled. My wife was a rare creature. She was a sadist before I claimed her. Unlike my harem, whom I shaped into being sadists, my wife enjoyed inflicting pain and. Moaning as she did. I moved my hand up her thighs and slide my finger under her panties. My finger slide inside her and got sucked in like a vacuum she was leaking so wet as the 2md then 3rd then 4th finger went in and she started humping them. Standing up my soaking wet fingers pulled out of her. She slipped off her panties and bra teasing me like a stripper would. She rubbed her finger between her wet bald pussy lips and sighed.She started finger fucking herself then slid her wet fingers. He's a construction worker so he's always had a gorgeous tan and a slim, yet muscular, body that he keeps in great shape. Even though he's thirty-two, my Daddy looks years younger. My mother must have been crazy not to want to jump in the sack with him every chance she got. I would have. If the silly bitch didn't appreciate what a gorgeous hunk she was married to, then she didn't deserve him in the first place.Anyway, Daddy was as horny as a ten-peckered billy goat, and I wasn't much better. Really, ma chéri!"Once more Christine found her reply cut off by a shriek and then by the loud braying of a frightened animal. Christine began to rush to Erik's side, but froze as Helen's voice boomed throughout the cottage."Khalid! You fucking arse! What on earth were you thinking? Get him out of my house! Now!"Erik's body stiffened and then relaxed. His head dropped into his hand and he began to shake his head. His shoulders began to hitch uncontrollably. Her face taught with concern,.