"Who do you think you are?" he stammered through clenched teeth, "my fucking girlfriend, my wife?" His voice got louder and louder as he squeezed. "...ou are nothing. You will never be anything but a fuck hole." He pushed and pulled me down onto the table spilling food and wine. He used me like a rag wiping me across the table and I screamed when the candle fell over onto my stomach, the wax splashing up across my chest and the flame burning a red welt onto me before stuttering out. Laying. A thick smell of her pussy is sweet in the air after a while. No more nasty ass smell. "Ah that's much better. That's a good bitch". I push violently on the wad of panties forced in her asshole, playing with her stupid body. I look around at the many people in their seats, frozen, oblivious as I thrust at will into this girl that sat in front of me. I take it all in, the sights and smells and the unbelievably great situation I find myself in. Squelching sounds and slapping of thighs against. Emotions fought and raged within him as he continued to stare with wild eyes at the scene in the living room, hearing their moans and cries, hearing his mother groan, "Oh yes, yes, yes, that's it, Ken, darling, give it to me good, oh you feel so good inside me, aahhhhhhh! I don't think I can hold back much longer !"And his uncle's voice, distorted with ecstasy, "Neither can I baby, I'm going to cum soon, I'm going to fill you up with my love for you, oooohhhhh!"Standing close to the shocked and. ." I peeped in and immediately our eyes locked as she was fondling herself. She sucked her fingers slowly."Oh my sweet Jesus..." I whispered as my erection got bigger. As her treasure got wetter, I got harder and hornier by the second. I had to walk away to get my mind off her and on the match. Paul caught me in the hallway coming back."Well, where was she?" I'll tell you later," I said simply. The match started. The match was about 15 minutes ripe with double-team manuevers by both teams, my.