Did she? I didn’t think she did. I’ve never seen one around here. Had she made a special trip to the adult store? Got one specifically for this oc...asion? I had some questions that wanted answering. But right at the moment I was a little preoccupied with a big piece of molded rubber deep in my ass. I guessed that the questions might need to wait. Then another piece of sensory input. This one I knew well and loved. It was the sound of Roberta moaning in pleasure. The dildo began to move faster,. My wife kissed me again and said your just getting started baby. I want you to do anything you like tonight.About that time another guy came back for another drink and my wife put her arms around his neck and smiled at him and asked him if he would like to have a blowjob.Hell yes he said as he looked around to make sure no one was watching.She kissed him and then told me to get down on my knees behind the bar and give him one!But I said-shut up and do it. I want to watch you suck his dick.She. "And I feel so full..." I love filling you. The night before your wedding, I'll fill you again." And after, Ben! Forever, Ben! No one will ever get between us! Not my husband nor your wife. I'll always love you! I'll always be happy knowing you're inside me. I love you, Ben."I leaned in and softly kissed her. "I love you, sis." And then with my hands subtly, but firmly, holding my sister's hips, I ground her body against me and simultaneously thrust upwards, confident my pelvic bone would come. It was perfect. This… this was me. Beautiful and terrible, magnificent and merciless, lusting and cruel. I would be Elena’s devil, Elena’s angel, Elena’s torturer and Elena’s lover. In the end, she would love me almost as much as she feared me. Fear and love, but not hate. Oh, she would hate me at first, yes, but I would cut the hatred out of her. For when pain became so great, and horror so pure, hatred had very little room to sprout. One does not hate the hurricane, nor the earthquake, nor.