Couldn'tfind them. I went-up to the bedrooms wandering what they will be doingthere....still couldn't find them. that was very strange. So I went down...o the basement. Just when I was on the stairs I heard the washing machineon and thought to myself, that explains it, he is fixing our washer orsomething.Just when I was about to enter the laundry room I heard a sound that stoppedme at the door which was halfway open and the sound was of my wife as if shewas in pain. I looked inside and what I saw. At last the impetus lessened and she moved away from him."I'm sorry," she gushed, a red tinge spreading over her face. "I didn't hurt you did I?" No, you didn't hurt me," he told her. Neither of them spoke for several moments as they listened to the sound of the train picking up speed. Soon they were speeding along, adapting to the slight swaying vibration of the train. After a few more moments, his mother began talking again. Holding onto his hand like she was afraid that he would leave her. I shivered in anticipation as his hands began to slowly tug the hem of my tight gray skirt upward. The fabric struggled against his tugging but was no match for his muscular arms and firm strong hands. I moaned a bit as I felt the skirt rise higher and higher until the cloth of the skirt was bunched up around my waist and his hands began to slowly caress the twin globes of my ass. The feel of his strong hands gliding across the satiny fabric of my panties was driving me wild. Eventually one. He said “no more words bitch. I will tear your pussy apart with my dick.”i am loving his harsh words. I said “if mil will come i will be in a big trouble please leave me”. He suddenly jumped on to me and started to kiss me on my lips. At first i opposed but urge in me over come and responded well to him he then pulled my hairs hardly and said “see now you are responding….. I will fuck you hard so that you will beg for my dick………….. From now on wards you will get so bitch to so many dicks.”i was.