Right after that I heard something being squirted onto me. What could Chris be doing? I was then told to take my blind fold off. There he was knelling...beside me. On my stomach were strawberries and whipped cream. Yum! I think Chris suspected I was a little tense."Relax, baby girl, enjoy this," he purred."Mmm," was all I could get out, excited for what Chris was about to do to me.He then began nibbling on the strawberries and whipped cream, just the feeling of his tongue on my stomach made me. .. they can't be hurt. Two ... if they're caught they can't be hurt. No matter what ... they can't be hurt." Eat your porridge, Jack," Seven said.I hate pea soup ... gives me gas. He chuckled."What's so funny?" Seven asked."You'll find out," Jack laughed.That night a green fog joined the grey one."Oh, God, Jack ... what is that smell? Did they build a tannery over night?" Pea soup, Sultry. Pea soup. I told Seven. You just found out."Sultry went out to sleep in the backhouse.The next three days. I could still hear her moaning and grunting while he pounded her. Her orgasmic scream was engraved on my brain. I remember his yell when he slammed into her one final time and held himself tightly against her straining crotch. I watched his balls and ass muscles contract then release over and over, pumping his sperm into my wife.After he had drained into her he leaned forward and tenderly kissed her, then withdrew his softening cock. I watched a huge glob of sperm follow it out and run down. I loved the sex and the attention and over the years had become accustomed to the lifestyle. My short foray into adult porn was just another way for me to explore my sexual addiction and now I fully understood my urges and needs. I loved to suck and fuck, I loved to be cum in and on and I loved being used by the men that wanted me, regardless of whether I was paid or not, although being paid made for a great way to make a living. Luckily my fantastic lover and boyfriend understood this and he.