I hated the man more.I turned her to face the mirror. I stood beside her, my arm around her. She would make a good wife. She would be loving. She woul...n’t cheat on me. Hurt me. She would be faithful like my whore-ex should have been.“Look at yourself,” I told her.She raised her eyes then wiped at her tears. She drew in a shuddering breath. She looked so miserable. I had to take away her pain and make her feel worthwhile again. She didn’t deserve this at all.“You are better than Mitch,” I said.. She had a hotel room and took me there. We were having a great time. We were both stoned and drunk. She pushed me onto the bed and undressed me. She held my cock in her hands and pulled at it. I was so hard for this girl. My dick sprang to action.She opened her mouth and sucked my cock. She rubbed and massaged my balls while enjoying a mouth full of my meat. I had all kinds of thoughts running through my mind. She sucked cock so fucking good. I was high and my mind was all over the. So she came exactly by 9:30 and we had our erotic sessions. By 12 she had to leave for office, I was upset because we were getting in the mood for another round, and there was still time for my maid to come. But she insisted that it was time for her and promised to have another day completely for me. Half-heartedly I said ok and she dressed up and left. I was still lying naked on my bed, still having the urge to fuck someone. I saw the time was only 12:15 and there was still time for me to. She knew what to expect, another hard cock shoved into her without any preliminaries, the wet cock sliding over her lips until she opened her mouth and took him inside. The one inside her was thicker, sliding in and out, forcing her to open up, relieved at least that he was gliding in and out on the cum the other men had dumped in her. Her mouth was covered in the foul taste of another man’s cum, her tongue lathering it up with spit.Sam fucked her slowly, drawing out his orgasm. He looked at.