‘I’m not a kid. You think that I’ll let my hormones cloud my judgment, making a decision that I could never live with? I’d rather die than liv... with myself, knowing how much I hurt Elena.’ ‘Well then,’ said Matthew, ‘maybe we can arrange that. If you really don’t want the girl, maybe we can trade. The girl, Elena, goes free, right after you die.’ At that moment, I faltered for a moment. Did I want to die? Or did I want to have sex? Elena was half-naked in front of me, her breasts perky and. I felt hopeless. I took the cigarette pack from the table and came back. Stood near the door holding the curtain in front of the bedroom door.Wiped my tears. I thought if my husband is so shameless why should I bother about him, let me make him suffer. Once this thought came to my mind I became wild. I went inside the room without closing the door. Turned off the tube light and turned on the small red bed lamp. I wanted my husband to listen to everything that happens inside and suffer.I gave. He returned to Pam picking up a little bag on the way .I looked over at Carol and she winked at me and I heard Pam draw in her breath and looking back at her ,I saw Keith had slid a vibrator up her bum ,then it was my turn ,a creamy finger then a vibrator pushed deep into me .I wasn't expecting it to feel so different but it still felt good and then looking on I watched Keiths cock go deep into Carols arsehole .Her anus opening to his thrusts and pushing back on his hard throbbing cock .He. " He flipped off the lights as she put on the headset leaving her in near pitch-blackness and silence. Over the set, she could hear distant sounds of an open microphone somewhere else.Then the loud clatter as someone picked up the mike. "Hello, my lovely little whore."She almost fell over. "Rick?" Have you been naughty today, my sweet?" No." Awwww." His voice was warm in her ear. And she shivered again. "Are you wet?" What?" her voice had a tremor. Rick rarely asked such questions outside their.