I want his grip, latched upon my neck as he watches my lips turn pretty colors. His cock hardening at the way I pant, and moan, surendering to him as ...is violently forceful fingers mold my nipples into painful points. His touch and caresses leave me brethless and begging. A bitter-sweet, almost fearal cry ecscapes my parted lips as his fingers contact the tight flesh of my throbing clit. He works it, as if it were the stings of his most prized Gibson, twitching over it without care,. Her sphincter fought back, squeezing and pushing on the digit, trying to expel it from her body. Her back passage was not used to objects being forced in and did the only thing it knew how to do, expel it.“Master is going to love her tight asshole. You should feel how it sucks on my finger, trying to push it out.”“Let me try too,” the other pushing his finger along the one inside her.“MMMMGGGG,” Bella yelled into the gag, her hips pumping up and down as the two fingers now slid along her back. My lifestyle was changing, and I felt that thechanges were positive, for me and for my marriage. I began to feel anerection growing. I turned toward Mary and began to softly stroke herstomach and her thighs. This was my signal that I wanted to have sex. Most nights Mary would ignore me and turn her back toward me. Tonightshe lay on her back and opened her legs. My hand went to her pussywhere I stroked and caressed her. I pulled the sheet back and rose tomount her. Her hands came up to my. I'm just having a good time, they're fulfilling an itch, a need. I'm using them and enjoying being used by them. When I make love to you, there's a connection, a meaning in it that there could never be with anyone else. You have to understand in your heart that to me they are just toys while you are my everything."I told her I could handle it when the time came while inwardly I hoped I really could. I didn't feel jealousy thinking back to the party when we first met, but then she had just been.