He had been the beast. Now there would be no more bruises ... no more loose teeth from his fist hitting her mouth. There would be no more drunken rage... where she was dragged to the bedroom, stripped bare and then taken like a common whore. She shuddered, as she had for years, at the thought of his slapping hands and squeezing fingers, that left bruises on her after sex that was always painful. No longer would she know that just outside the bedroom, her children could hear her screams as their. With the same results. Now June had relaxed with the idea, and so had I. In fact, the idea of Pete dripping my cum into his wife's cunt was kind of a turn-on for me, although I wouldn't say anything of the sort to my own wife, of course. Mary and I seemed to form a closer bond than just neighbor to neighbor, as well. I suppose it was only natural. Here we were sharing the most intimate of experiences. Sort of. The experiment failed again. And failed again another month after that.Mary and Pete. Her argument was that I wanted other men to FUCK her so why worry if they had photos of her too. I agreed other men were in her future.In the last month Ray started taking my wife away for weekends and sharing her with his friends. I love the fact that other men desire my 30 year old wife and want to use her body. Ray always takes scores of photos of Valerie being DP'd and gangbanged by his friends. I especially love the photos of her body covered in semen with even more cum leaking from her. "I technically don't need this anymore," said Debby as she stepped back. "But I don't want to stray from tradition. And I want to see if it augments my ability further." What is this for?" Jason asked."I'll tell you in a moment. Now, lift the candle a little higher ... a little more ... right there. Perfect."Jason's face appeared suspended just above the dancing flame. To her delight, it did indeed enhance her vision, bringing out more of the subtly in the narrower bands."Jason, I want you to.