Her legs spread a bit. Her right hand slides up and between them, sliding a finger over her sating covered pussy. ‘I bet you want to put your tongu... right here, don’t you? Of course you do, don’t you, you dirty little boy?’ She pulls forward, getting onto all fours on top of the ottoman. It is plenty big enough to do so comfortably. She looks back over her right shoulder at him. ‘You want to fuck me, don’t you? You want to put it into me from behind, don’t you? You want to see your dick. I said, “I don’t know.” I didn’t know. She looked at me, eye to eye, for a very long time, giving nothing away. Finally she said, “Well when you do know you should tell her. Either way. She deserves to know.” Her serious gaze turned playful. “But in the meantime….” I felt her hand on my leg, under the table. She placed it on top of mine, then moved my hand to her knee. She leaned in closely and whispered, “In the meantime let me be your little slut.” She licked my ear. The evening had taken. His mind conjured up the image of that guy in the movie “Deliverance,” how he had “squealed like a pig” when he was raped by the hillbilly. This wasn’t what he had expected. Sure it was uncomfortable at first; it was like taking a shit when you were constipated, only in reverse. But now it wasn’t bad at all, his body was reacting the way it did when he was being dominated by his wife, his cock was fully rigid and was beginning to ooze a clear slimy liquid.She could see the confusion on his face. My other hand moves to your clit and I begin to rub it as the vibration of the eggs run thru your body, causing you to moan even louder as I use you the way you want me too. I watch your bodies reaction and know you have a orgasm rapidly approaching as your moans also begin to grow in volume and frequency. "You want to cum bitch. You want to cum for me, huh you fucking cunt. Show me that you are nothing but a fucking whore, cum bitch!" I say as I turn both eggs up to full speed. Your back.