Blake begin to jack off in my face and ordered me 'lick this cock head bitch, just like you love it. Josh persuade him a little.' Josh slammed into my...butt again. I licked greedily at Blake fiery red cock head till he filled my gaping mouth with his sperm. He went back to the couch and stretch out, James went back to the recliner and Josh stroked his massive piece of man meat into my unprotected anal cavity. Sobering and whining, I endued agonizing minutes from Josh, as he alternately grind. Didn’t care if she wanted it, didn’t care if she would enjoy it. It had nothing to do with her, apart from his control of her. To prove the point, he jabbed inside her unwilling opening in one, massive hard thrust.“Damn dry whore,” he hissed as he jabbed inside her with a vicious, hostile gusto. “You’re so fucking tight, your husband must have had a pencil dick,” he snarled.Why did he have to insult her husband? Wasn’t it enough he’d had him killed? “No ... please not in front of them...” she. "It's the most beautiful present I've ever had Terry," she'd said and then asked me to help her with it.I don't know why, or even how, to this day I don't, but after I'd clipped it around her neck, I kissed her. Not her cheek as a son might kiss his mother, not even her lips, which we'd done before, no I kissed the back of her neck, and then I kissed her again.Even when I heard her whisper, "Terry." I kissed her again, I can't recall her turning round, but she obviously did because suddenly her. The rest of the afternoon was full of running errands like paying billsand picking up my laundry. Sure I did look at a couple of dresses atMarshall Fields after paying my bill but none of them screamed buy me soI passed. I laughed to myself as I made my way out of the store that myfemme wardrobe was larger than my male wardrobe was and by quite a bit.I did stop and pick up a few pairs of pantyhose on my way out. After allthose are always needed, if not now in a week or so for sure. I.