It continued like that, Ralph fucking her every ten to fifteen minutes until at last he flopped down in the far corner, leaving the path to the cage d...or open. Leah, spent both physically and emotionally, managed to drag herself out the door, and then shut it, slumping down against it wearily.She had lost count of the couplings at six, but her watch told her she had been in his cage nearly three hours and she thought he must have fucked her at least thirteen or f******n separate times, and she. She couldn’t have said afterward what she’d fantasized about, but it seemed at once angry, embarrassing, and sizzling, and the eventual orgasm was like a fizz of tiny bubbles on her brain. Soothed and humming drowsily, she finally dropped into sleep. * * * It got worse after she posted a new revision of the story for the Literary Journal. This time Theodoric left a short message. For a moment she dared to hope against all hope that he’d changed his mind and was going to be more discreet about. They had a very open and honest marriage, and could tell each other everything and anything. Allison and Scott were getting ready to meet a couple that they had graduated High School with and Allison looked at Scott and said "honey can you imagine Kimberly and Alex ever being swingers." Bob replied with " Fuck no not in a million years would I have expected that, especially Kimberly." "Do you remember when and how we got into the lifestyle Scott", Allison asked. Scott said "yeah I do and it was. You moan loudly and squeeze my cock with your pussy, gripping it like a milkmaid intent on extracting my cum. Then I push my finger just into your anus and you cry out and buck wildly in pleasure. Your legs give out as you fall to the bed, my cock deep inside your contracting pussy. I can feel your ass grab and release my finger as your body spasms in orgasm. We stay coupled like that until you regain some of your senses. Then I slowly withdraw my cock from your pussy and survey your beautiful.