So we joined him in the living room and watched tv for a bit to unwind from the long, wild night. We sat on the other couch. Steven got us a blanket t... cuddle under. He began rubbing my arms, legs, and thighs. He made his way to my soaking wet pussy. He fingered me in front of his friend, which turned me on. I loved that thrill. The idea of being caught or watched or turning someone else on made me so wet. The movement was obvious. I looked at his roommate who was smiling and squirming. I began. After this encounter, I decided I should go back to my hotel and get cleaned up myself and leave him to the rest of his day, so with a passing kiss and goodbye, I left. To my shock and horror, I received a text later that day containing an image of me sucking dick. He had been secretly taking photos of me while I was drunk and the text read, “I had a lot of fun last night, thanks. My mates are jealous and want a piece of you too, you up for being gang banged?”. Oh my god, what had I done I. So consumed were we with our sex, that neither Angela nor I, heard my husband’s truck pulling into the driveway. We never even heard him open the front door or slam it shut.Jarold had been called out with his tow truck to a highway emergency and had arrived home just as I reached a screaming climax. Panicked, he ran up the stairs and burst into the bedroom, not knowing what was happening to me. What he found, to his astonishment, was two nude women in his bed fully engulfed in the throes of. I lost myself there. Any notions I had of coming into town for the weekend and leaving my own person again were completely gone. He repeatedly told me I was His. That I belonged to Him and Him alone. I never protested it, but I didn’t truly believe it until this moment. I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth – our heads twisted and rotated – tongues danced and darted – hands groped and caressed – until He broke our kiss and took my face in his hands again. “YOU are MINE – you may be here for.