Even though I was fairly certain of what to expect, I was surprised at how quickly she took the bait, considering that I was married to her best frien... and all.Betty stood there in the doorway of our bedroom, shocked at first. Then I saw the red anger clouding up in her cheeks. Then I saw a flickering of that something I knew was the pain of discovery. I knew that I had gotten the message across at that point. Betty turned and walked out. I heard, rather, we heard the front door slam.I had a. My breath was coming in short gasps, and Dan knew he was in complete control of the situation, and me. He loved it and I didn’t care anymore just as long as he kept using me to his sexual satisfaction. “AHHHHH!!! Dan, your gonna make me cum.” With that Dan reluctantly raised his sucking hot mouth from my member and stopped stroking it. He wasn’t even close to wanting me to cum yet.He stood up in front of me with his cock in his hand and kneeled down on the couch over me and put his throbbing. I turned in my seat to face John, and he twisted in his to face me as well. That was when I noticed a sticker attached to the dash right beside his steering column. It was subtle because it was a blue background against his blue dash, but the yellow letters were plain enough. ASS, GAS or GRASS, No ONE RIDES FREE! I had an internal chuckle, but I thought that I better ask about this so that I’d know if it was a joke or an expectation. His answer surprised me, because I really wasn’t expecting. "I'm talking dozens of men - they're on loan to me tonight from the prison across town. They won't last but a few strokes but they will cum inside of you, or on you.These men don't give a shit about you, whore - you're just three fuck holes to them."Briefly she put the fingers from one of her hands deeply inside of me and rubbed my G-spot. "How does it make you feel that your body will be a playground for total strangers? How much of a total whore are you?" she asked, slapping my clit with a.