Like not wanting to socialize with the woman who fucked my husband, I didn’t want to think “That’s where he licked her cunt” every time I look...d at our sofa!So we decided to book a suite at an oceanfront hotel. That way any of the three of us could leave if things got uncomfortable. We asked Sally what dates worked for her. She requested a Friday evening so that she wouldn’t have to go to class or work the next day. She had no idea how she would feel after l’affaire and wanted some recovery. I told her it was me and I took her advice and came back dressed and would like to try on the items we had picked earlier. She kept saying she was amazed at how I looked. She got the clothes and took them to a dressing room for me. By this time the other lady came out and left thank goodness. I tried on clothes for a while and it was a blast. As it came time for the store to close I did buy a new skirt and blouse. Pam said we should go get some drinks that she would love to know more. Her mind began to clear, and the horrors of her mistreatment came rushing back."Ah, you're awake, slut. Too bad for you, I suppose, but not that I mind," the voice of the doctor said. "You've been weaned off the mind-altering drugs we gave you earlier; your Mistress wanted you to be fully aware of what has happened to you." The doctor, Craig and Donna all appeared in her line of vision."Hello, fuckface. Remember me?" Donna cruelly grinned. "You've been out for a while... over a month, as a. He gently thumbed here erecting nipples until they were hard and tingling while overwhelming thrills rocked her. ‘Ohh!’ she moaned. Frankie scooped her up in his arms and laid her on the bed and gently. He stripped his clothes off too, then he laid down next to her and began to caress her tenderly, bringing her to higher and higher levels of ecstasy and need. Kay soon lost the capacity for rational thought. All she felt was need! Powerful need! ‘Please! Oh, Frankie, please!’ she murmured. ‘I.