I waited in eagerness for time to leave, pacing back and forth thinking how much better it will be this time because I knew how it would go.Soon enoug... it was time to leave, quickly jumping in the car and driving the short distance to Greg's. Barely out of my driveway and my cock started to grow, pressing into my stomach, making me desire Greg so bad. I gently rubbed my knob, pre-cum oozing from the tip as I worked it with my fingers around the tip.I soon arrived at Greg's, getting from my car. Trembling, but relieved, she cleaned up and left.Over the next few weeks, I started indulging my real tastes. While I fucked her, I would start to do cruel little things to her. I would pinch her nipples, twisting them around. Or, I would pinch her clit while shoving into her, sometimes pulling out some cunt hairs just for fun. As she got used to the abuse, I increased it. I would force her to bend over with her legs spread, while I slapped her ass with my hand. One of the best days was when I. She was sitting in her underwear, het large tits swinging lazily across her chest, her belly with delicious rolls of fat and her large ass making a huge imprint on our sofa. She had her glasses on. Her lips were crimson and she had too much foundation on. "Don't look at me you bastard. I'm working on our wedding dress. You aren't supposed to even see me before the wedding, much less fuck my asshole." But mom....." I wailed, stroking my cock."Un..an...an...." she chided me."You can't fuck me but. Dave told her to strip off and lie on the bed. He went downstairs and returned with the 5 lads. Their eyes popped out when they saw my wife lying on the bed, her legs wide open and her pussy on full view. Dave told the lads to all strip and produced a bag with scrabble letters in. There were 5 and they would draw them out and then they would fuck my wife in the order of their letters in the alphabet. They were then told to strip and all had raging hard ons. They were told to gather round my.