Sex with my wife was so clean, so functional and clinical, that to have Lisa be so expressive, to delight in my manhood, was almost transgressive. I w...nted to cum there and then.She heaved her tits into my lap, an erect nipple lightly grazing the tip of my head. She squeezed my agonised cock tightly between her cleavage, wanking it slowly between her tits. They felt so heavy and soft and warm. 'Is this how you dreamed it would be?' she cooed, the diamond on her wedding finger catching the light. Other hand holds my arms suspended behind my back. Other hands crawl all over my body. Then the sound of ripping fabric fills the room. They are tearing off my clothes, my God, they are animals.I scream and scream and scream as my dress is being torn and my breasts spill from the shreds of fabric. My screams are muffled by the hand over my mouth, though, and the sound of laughter of my three assailants is echoing around the room. ‘Just like that, boys, just like that, she’s yours for the. I washed my hands at the sink, and watched the dogs eat. When they were finished eating, I opened the door flap for them, and they shot outside to go potty.While the dogs had been eating, I pulled the Barrett out of the Hummer. I carried it to the shop and started cleaning it. I was halfway done when Angela came and found me."Food is ready," she said as she stood in the doorway."Thank you," I replied as I finished putting the gun back together. Setting it in the gun rack, I walked out with her,. Man-dick, too. No boys here, just grown-up males with cunning and imagination to match their filthy lust.God, I’m so dirty … Such a dirty girl … I’m like the girl in song. I’m her!She moaned the thought inwardly as she slobbered on Gavin’s cock and watched the drool spill down towards his base. She thought it as she licked Josh all the way from his balls up his shaft and swallowed him again, clutching his glans in the back of her throat to show that she could. It wasn’t the doing it that made.