You are the true you, your real self is exposed, and that is incredibly erotic. You have no shame at that point, only exposed suffering and naked desi...e. You are no longer attempting to conceal anything--parts of your body or your secret desires. "For another, I feel power and control watching you suffer for me. My heart thrills when I watch you contemplating an order I give you. Will she obey or not? How strong is your will? How much do you love me? "It is not mindless sadism, where I seek. I stopped what I was doing mid-lick. "This isn't what it looks like, Jimmy," I said. "I can explain and-" "How're you gonna explain away der fact that yer face deep in pussy?" interrupted Calbone. "My wife's pussy and-" "Jimmy, don't hurt him," said Dolores. "Please don't -" "Shut the hell up!" snapped Calbone. "You don't get to talk. I oughta smack that mouth of yours shut. Have you had it on this asshole's dick? Have you?" My mind was racing, trying to think of some way out of the situation--. Helen hasn't ridden a cock for how ever long she could remember. Now, she moved her hip up and down and bucked on the cock of the young man. Looking obviously over-clothed, she lifted her shirt and pulled it off over her head, and released her bundled, long and wavy hair. She no longer felt like the conservative Helen now. She tightened her pussy and pushed herself up and down, fucking the younger man below her. She bent forward and felt the hairy chest of the man, tracing her fingers around. He pumped her viciously and then pumped his semen into her as her husband watched. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up so that she was kneeling in front of him as the giant tossed him a switchblade. He flicked the blade out ran it across Trina’s mothers stomach and then threw her across the bed as Trina’s father screamed in agony. The man threw the knife back to the giant and pulled his pants up as the tall man plunged the knife into Trina’s father’s chest letting go of him to drop to.