What I saw damn near made me drop the beer! MY WIFE was lying naked on the bed, on her back, legs raised and spread wide, getting piston-fucked by my ...on! She didn't even seem to be aware of my presence as she gasped, moaned, and begged for her first-born to bang her harder, degrade her, put her in her place like the fucking slut she was! Prager had no trouble complying, quickening his in-and-out violation of her audibly-squelching slit! She gazed up adoringly, worshipfully, at the stud who was. From one of the bags she had pulled a pink shoe box,and out of that box she pulled a pair of pink and white trainers. "Did you get any socks?" She looked worried, and pulled out a pack of 6 pairs of sports socks indifferent shades of pink. I rolled my eyes, grabbed the palest of thepairs and slipped them on before slipping into and doing up thetrainers. "You'll wear them?" "I don't like it, but getting her to Hospital is more important than mypride." She smiled. It didn't occur to me then, but. He holds my wrists over my head while they all take off their masks and they begin fucking me and fondling and tweaking my breasts and nipples. I take everything they give me and Frank smiles down at me and tells me what a great job I am doing.One of the guys says, “You’re a lucky guy to have such a hot and willing wife, I wish mine was like her.”“Don’t worry, you can use mine whenever you want.” Frank replies.My heart sinks and my mind and soul are finally broken. It was one thing to be raped. After all, when she grabbed them off the bed to use for cleanup, she only had time to just toss them back on the bed. When she touches them though, Azelia finds that they are still pleasantly warm. This is when the sudden and unplanned urge to steal them hits her. One pair of underwear surely won’t go missed, right? She glances around the laundry room, sees that she is all alone. Obviously her extended absence hasn’t gone noticed yet. So she stuffs them quickly into her pocket.Both her hearts.