"Are you up to it, Honey?" I'm a bit shaken still but I'm fine. What do you need to know, sir?" asked Amy."I'm Detective Hurley and I need to know abo...t your whole day yesterday."Amy looked over at me. "It's okay, Amy, just tell the truth..." Please, Mr. Collins, don't interrupt."Amy started explaining her day. "Well, Sir, I was up and eating breakfast about seven. Somewhere around eight I got on my bike and rode it to soccer practice." Where was your mom at the time?" She was getting dressed.. After he had, they'd rolled apart and fell immediately into a deep sleep.Sometime during the night Faith had managed to pull the cover up over her nude body. Boyd now eased it back gently. The sight of her full breasts rising and falling in the rhythm of sleep brought a stifled gasp. They were covered with bruises where his fingers had slapped so roughly.No. It was not a dream. Faith was no longer the innocent young bride. She was now an adulteress, having taken her lover right in front of her. She even has filthy little cuckolds cleaning her house and running round after her, like she is the husband and they the wives! You see what she is, forced into this position, weakened by our strength. She does not even struggle. She is cunt. That is all. Cunt that has too high opinion of itself. She needs to be punished – that is the only way she will learn. Arse, pussy, tits. That is all. Aren’t you?” he bent and whispered softly in her ear so only she could hear. “Nothing but a dirty filthy. “Want something to drink?”“Yeah. You already know I want a beer.”“Okay cool.”Adrian returned with a can of Pabst Blue Ribbon.“You look sexy as fuck,” Anton replied.“You think so,” Adrian purred.“Hell yeah! I wanna slap this jumbo dick on that phat ass.”“All night long I hope.”“You already know,” the younger top added.Adrian grabbed the already hard dick and dropped to his knees. He pulled down Anton’s athletic shorts and began sucking. Wrapping his mouth around the thick member was tough, but.