The Baron continued his passionate barrage as Martinwas totally helpless to stop him.After a while Martin's hair was released, and the Baron sat next ...oMartin staring at him."Stop being so rough. Why are you doing this to me?" Martin was teary."You are my wife. I love you. You are my desire," the Baron gave a dreamylook."You don't even know me. I'm a man for Christ sake. Let me go," Martinalmost broke into tears."You looked beautiful today at the ceremony. The women were all jealousof you," the. These studs been doing this shit for years and they got their game down to a science. Even with that, they acknowledged that she was a loyal wife and they had to get her inebriated and drunk to get her into bed. She'll have the memory, but that ain't who she is. Trust me, I know women and I know sluts." This one is a keeper as long as her old man handles his business. In fact, she might had learned a little about her own skills and Homeboy might benefit from that if he handles his business. ” “But your husband never joined in?” “No, Sir.” “And he never knew that you did anything with them?” “No, Sir.” He walked around her once again, letting his fingers trail lightly over her shoulder. “Your daughter, Catlin, is three.” “Yes, Sir.” “And she is definitely your husband’s child?” Lisa nodded. “Yes, Sir. I haven’t been with anyone else since those guys since they moved out. And they were the only guys I messed with once I started going out with Randy. I tried to be a good. I don’t know how, but she got me rock hard, and sucked and fucked me like she always did. And, as normal, I ate her pussy and ass, and fucked and filled her just like normal. For me at least, no emotion went into my effort, just pure, physical sex. And I wondered: How many cocks did she suck today, and then kiss me with that mouth? How many cocks did she fuck today, and why can’t I taste any cum in her holes? Well, condoms, duh! Did she feel stretched out? A little, I guess, but after all these.