I felt his cock as it erupted it's substance deep into my rectum, I begged, whimpered and pleaded 'please, let me go, I can't take any more, I promise...I wont tell any body, please take it out and let me go'. Charlie just grunted with each explosion of his fuck juices in my rectum, I thought that he would pull out. Instead Charlie continued to grind his semi rigid cock into my anus, crushing his pubic hair against my buttocks. Whimpering and sobbing, from the punishing sex session I had just. “Your husband is outside bitch! better not let him hear you moan with pleasure” said Devin. “Yeah Bitch try to contain yourself!” said a witness. John looked through the keyhole he had to know what was going on in there. Just then the door opened. It was one of Devin’s friends. “We got ourselves a voyeur here” said the witness. “Let him in” said Devin. “YOU WANT TO SEE YOUR WIFE FUCKED BY A REAL MAN? A WHOLE MAN?” Said Devin. “Wheel yourself in bitch!” he said laughing. John hesitated but. Michelle’s arms are wrapped around Mike, her beautiful hair billowing around her in the breeze. Michelle’s pictures of her and Mike making out were really starting to get to me. I know that’s what she went to Seattle for, and what I had encouraged her to do, but she wasn’t making it easy on me. Seeing her with him in real life was a lot different than just fantasizing about them together. Especially, these pictures in public. As I mentioned before, Michelle and I never do anything more than a. "We went into the bedroom where she opened the box. She lifted out the costume and I could see it was made of dog hair on a fabric of some kind. It was made peculiarly. She held it up for me and then assisted me in putting it on. Holding it up behind me she showed me how it was open in the front from the neck to the crotch. I sat down while she helped slip my feet into the legs and then pull them up. It was some kind of a stretch fabric that really hugged my calves and thighs without being too.