Hugo swept her off her feet and they had been married about three months before she discovered what a brute he could be."Once Constance tasted the hot...chocolate it seemed to warm her up to me and she related some of Hugo's stranger idiosyncrasies. From the way she described him, this guy was the poster child for weird. She put up with a lot from him, but I'm only going to tell you about one of the things he made her do."Cynthia's eyes were closed and I wasn't sure if she wanted to hear any more. Through the thin material of her top, I could see the small dark circles around her nipples. It wasn't cold in the house; being early autumn in the upper Midwest, I already had the heat turned on, but her nipples stood erect, jutting against her top.Heather took a long drag from her cigarette as she flipped pages of a magazine on her lap. I found it unsettling to watch her smoke. I took up the habit twenty years earlier at f******n and had regretted it for over half that time. It was the one. That was my home. It was a modest wooden home, just one room it had. And that room was the entire world I lived in. It had a bed, a wardrobe, a chair and a mirror fixed opposite to the bed. Just this much things constituted my house. I lifted her again and put her on the bed. There she was on my bed, completely wet, sitting with her legs folded and breasts resting against her legs with arms around her legs as if she was feeling cold. “You are wet, must be uncomfortable, need to change?” I. At first i figured it was my husband geting somthing from the kitchen. Not wanting to get out of bed cause i was so tired i decide to turn on my security system so i can try to see whats going on to my suprise i can see my husband in the office jerking off with his big cock out as he watches porn. as i look further i can see my sister standing by his door i zoom in the camera i can see she has her breast out and her panties to the side rubing her pussy as she watches my husband stroke himself..