My wife pulled over to the shoulder before the trailer park across the street from the Walmart. Jessica let out a throaty moan in the back. The cop ca... followed us to the shoulder. I shuddered, my wife's window whirring down. A thrill shot through me at the intoxicating realization.I had power.“Here he comes,” my wife said, her hands gripping the steering wheel.“Relax,” I groaned. “And I bet you have a hot cunt.”“It's a slutty cunt, Daddy!” kitty moaned. “So of course Mommy's wet.”My wife. She had the body of an adventurer. She sat up, her eyes wide. They were bright purple. She looked at her hands, then at her body.“Oh no. No. No no no no no no!” She sprang to her feet, her hair hanging almost down to her athletic rump. She looked at her body, then closed her eyes, her fingers going to her temples. She felt dizzy. And sick. And horrified. “W-What is happening?” she hissed. “Where’s the hoard?”“Oh? You thought you could just waltz in here and take our treasure?” A gurgling,. "Of course darling," she said putting the bra into her over sized pocket book. The name on her card read Mary Brown. "Is there anything else you would like from me?" She said as she buttoned her blouse leaving the last four unbuttoned."Yes, there is Mary," I said. "Trim your pubic hair, wear sexier panties ( G-string would be good.) "When you are here with me you are my bitch is that understood? If it isn't we can stop things right here and now." I will be your bitch Mr. Evans, I am now your. Susan calmly greeted my guests, and offered to fetch us snacks, which were accepted. To fetch the snacks, she walked to beside the TV, and bent over to my cache of junk food. Bending over was never going to be a ladylike proposition in that towel, and her ass was entirely exposed for the 10 seconds it took her to find our selections. Her freshly scrubbed asshole was a treat, but not nearly so much as the folds of pink cunt surrounded by soft fur. I wanted to throw out the boys, and fuck her.