” she said again, this time weakly, a rising pit of anxiety forming in her chest. Her worst fears realized as easily as that.Scarlett shook his head...and the anger seemingly drained from his face, leaving only disappointment, betrayal. “Scarlett… I..” She started, shaking her own head, trying to form a defense, trying to think of some excuse or lie.He held up his hand to silence her, “I don’t care why, though I can guess well enough. All you care about is coin.”The bar around them was continuing. Fucking my wife and pretending she was Becky, just didn’t do it for me. I HAD to fuck Becky, no matter what it took!- - - - -Then one night as we were playing Canasta, I got up to go to the bathroom. When I came out, Becky was standing in the hallway with her back to me, her hands on the wall to block my way. I thought, “What is she up to? Maybe this is my opportunity to do something?”So, I walked up behind her, slipped my arms around her waist, buried my face in her gorgeous, silky hair, and. It wasn’t a free for all, we had rules like go to school and do your homework, but we also let her smoke weed occasionally or have few vodka and juices. And for the most part it worked then there were those time wear I thought Phoenix was flirting with me, at first I shrugged it off by telling myself she’s just affectionate, it’s nothing.I started to pay closer attention to the way Phoenix behaved around me over the next few days. She came and sat next to me on the couch and started chatting. Whether she became aroused or not was to be determined, I was already getting aroused just thinking about it. I picked up one of the smaller sounds and placed it at the oozing orifice. It required no effort at all to ease it inside. I slowly pushed it inside until I felt a resistance, obviously the sphincter at the bladder. I left it there for a moment, then slowly pulled it out which resulted a copious amount of lube oozing out past the tip. I took the syringe and refilled the passage. I.