Not in specific - I don't have a separate plan for "my wife is getting it on with my friend" versus "my wife is getting it on with her college boyfrie...d" - but in general, I knew what I was going to do.I will say that it surprised me how much she kept trying to go on after I hit him. I mean, I cracked him hard enough that he just went limp (his body, anyway) but she kept on chasing her cookies for a couple of seconds. It wasn't until I put the first trash bag over his head that she realized. This act of submission draws a smile to his face forthe first time."Good girl, you are to do whatever anyone in this house tells you topromptly and without question. In this house you the lowest rung onthe ladder, everyone is your superior. When you enter my house, youwill put on whatever is laid out for you, if nothing is laid out thenyou will wear only your bra and panties. Which brings me to the lastrule: you will throw out all your boy underwear and from this dayforward you will at all. ... I hesitated.. blushed and wanted to say ‘only with condom’ and some other things.. he stopped me and to say he agreed with all my wishes. ‘Because we needed to find out how we would match and like each other... This is how our first date ended, which was the beginning of a new phase in my life:He moved my hand holding his cock into position to where the head of his large cock rested against my pussy lips.He began moving his hips in a slow rhythm along the outer lips...wet as they are... I. Then snorted in amusement, “but we didn’t, the last time the army came here they all died. But annoying for them we wouldn’t.”“The army?” Sammy thought, trying to keep up with events.“And why didn’t we die?” The woman asked Sammy; waiting for her answer. Sammy just shrugged her shoulders and they both laughed again“Exactly we don’t know why either, all we know is that this contaminated hell hole didn’t kills us. It changed us, that’s for sure; but it didn’t kill us.”The woman stroked Sammy’s.