My mind was on getting the shot, fucking these guys and makingthem cum. The guy on the couch blew his wad all over my face and I actedlike I was swall...wing it. The guy behind me also was ready and shot hiswad in my ass. He withdrew and the camera caught his cum leaking out ofmy ass. The guy on the couch was still hard so I turned around andlowered my waiting hole over his cock. Slowly I lowered myself down ashe pushed back into me. My feet were propped on the edge of the setwhile I was being. 'Honey'? Where did that come from? This is serious, Tom. If we can't talk about our problems, if we can't COMMUNICATE, then there's not much hope. Please, at least tell me why you don't want to tie me up anymore. Don't I at least have the right to know that much?"Tom wouldn't respond, staring down at the floor, silently.I could barely take any more of his awful neglect. The final, hurtful betrayal came when he said he wouldn't be able to brutally rape me that night because his old back injury. Baat yu hui ke mera ek dost hai jiski shadi me usne saare staff ko invite kiya tha, jab mai ne us se puchha ke tum aa rahi ho to usne kaha ke mujhe address nahi hai to mai kaise aaoo, maine kaha thik hai tum mere sath chalna aur wo razi ho gayi,Shadi sham kit hi isliye maine saare staff ko jaldi chhor diya aur kashis se bola ke wo v ja kar taiyar ho jaye aur mujhe se dadar stn pe mile wo chali gayi aur mai use chodne ka plan banata raha, kuchh der baad uska phone aaya sir mai kya pahnoo maine. “What happened to your underwear?”“I never wear any, baby,” Lenny kissed her forehead. “Let it all hang out, is what I say.”This emboldened Sally, for some reason, and she pulled the love muscle from its denim confinement. Lenny sighed as his prick tasted fresh air, and lifted his hips, wriggling his jeans down his hips a bit, to give his manhood all the freedom it would need.Sally just stared at it for a minute, mouth agape. She had the same thought that women throughout history had the first.