Peterson wild in the most devilish way. She was watching Ashley rub her pussy, Mark stroke his cock while he sucked on Justin's, and was watching Just...n swallow all eight inches of the cock that had been fucking her only hours before. It was quite the spectacle. Mr. Jones was barly able to contain himself, Justin was an expert cocksucker and before long, he was sure that he was about to cum, and Justin gladly swallowed his load. Mrs. Peterson was only slightly jealous as she watched her lover's. Because what you wanted was all that mattered. And you managed that. You got her to marry you. A marriage, not built on mutual love grown over months, but pressurised in the trauma of divorce. You selfish little shit."He looked at me, and I could see he was forming a reply, so I kept going, "Well, now, just for once in your miserable life, how about doing something for this woman that you claim to love? How about giving her what she wants? Give her the divorce she asks for, and give her the. An hour later we'd finished the meal and it's almost time to clear up, we had been engaged in a pretty mundane conversation when I asked, "Mom, have you ever played Truth or Dare?"I went red; I could feel the heat radiating from me like a miniature sun.She cocked her head to the side, just like I did when I was considering a question and looked at me.I thought she was going to give me a hard time but Dad chuckled, "Yes, she has," he said."Benjamin!" she exclaimed and I was glad Dad was taking. Their arms are locked behind their back so they cant pleasure themselves. They moan and drool and drip the night away and in the morning we have all that cum they excrete during the night mixed into our food. I guess thats why it all tastes so good and creamy. All that cock and cum stuffed and filling them all day and still all they can think of is more, I felt sorry for it yes. But I fucking hated it too, for making me wonder. Wonder what it was like to be a Fuckpig, and for making me want to.