" My plans for divorcing Gail and Marge's plans for meeting Gail all went into the shitter on a Tuesday night. I was working late so Sherrie had stopp...d at the bar with her family. They were sitting there talking when John suddenly said:"Oh my God!"The others looked at him and then turned to look at what he was looking at. They turned just in time to see Gail storm up and pour a beer on Sherrie's head as she screamed:"You leave my husband alone you filthy fucking whore."Sherrie was up and off. I remember talking, but I was so excited that I have no idea what I actually said. I do remember Aaron’s response though, “Fuck yes! Take that bra off you sexy red head!”I also remember being super excited by his response, and my bra must have come off. I just don’t remember how. The next thing I knew, Aaron’s mouth was descending on my naked, hard, nipples. I had never felt anything so good! Now I knew why Samantha didn’t mind Aaron seeing her naked under her nightgown or stripping naked in. “I’ve had this up my arse, in my mouth and in my cunt. Now it’s going in your holes, my sexy little boi-bitch.” She brandished it at me, and I crawled towards it on the bed. The lubricant she used smelled like strawberries, and I gave it a tentative lick. It tasted fine, but that didn’t matter because she held my head as she let it slide into my mouth. She closed her eyes and moaned as I sucked, the vibrator pressing onto her as I took it. She face-fucked me for a few minutes, as my cock. They put me in a headlock and yanked my hair. They plugged my nose and spit in my mouth. They held me down and started to give me grade school level punishments like slapping my belly until it was pink and sticking their wet fingers in my ears.They did this to me because they could and I couldn’t fight back with them pinning me down. They didn’t have to fight me hard anymore and hurt me. They were playing with me in these humiliating ways to demonstrate how little of a threat I actually was to.