..Another lash; a feeble whimper.She snarls at the sound, a bitter anger robbing her of the dark joy of release. How dare he make a sound? He will pay...for his disobedience. She raises the whip high, rage crackling through her body like an electricity, lending her an inhuman strength, and an unholy savagery."I think he's had enough," says a male voice behind her. She turns with a roar, the whip cracking in the still air of this chapel of darkness."You dare to interrupt my pleasure?" she growls,. I kept fucking him for another hour and I realized that from Lisa's face that he had shot a big load of cum in her. The cum hitting the raw mangled flesh caused her to cry. I saw that old Harold had passed out from the pain. I pulled out of him and threw him aside, "Hey Lisa...how about i fuck my wife now and I'll use the same condom...remember when you saw it how you shuddered and said that you would never get fucked with it...well I want to make you happy," I plunged my covered cock into her. It should not have shocked me. We seemed to both have the energy and the inclination about once every other week ever since we moved in. I turned on the TV, ate my dinner without even tasting it and within minutes I was remembering the scent of Kelli’s pussy and how hungry and willing she seemed to be. Watching TV was not enough of a distraction and I felt myself growing more agitated as the minutes went by. Finally, I got up and went to the bedroom and grabbed a work out shirt and my shoes. Emerly in the hallway as I came down the stairs as he walked out of his office and we made our way to the veranda together. ‘Good morning, Miss Prentiss. I’m anxious for us to get started, so why don’t we do a little brainstorming over lunch and see if we can come up with some sort of an outline to follow …’, he had pulled my chair out so that I could be seated. Already on the table were two generous platters laden with wild rice, marinated flank steak, and fresh steamed vegetables. ‘Mr..