That's how I fuck whores”. I think any other time she would have jumped off that bed and said goodbye …But Shane had got her really fucking horny....I could see her pussy juices all over her cunt and thighs. I had set up my video camera to film the big event…So I just sat back and watched Shane destroy my wife`s delicate pussy.I had never seen before a woman used like a piece of meat. Or a man, black or white, fuck a woman like that black guy did. He shoved his full monster dick between her open. I would loosen the buttons and zipper on her jeans, ever sensitive to any slight sign of reluctance to continue and I would encourage her to lift her hips so that I could ease the pants down and off. Now I would start undoing my shirt and throw it off and enjoy the skin-to-skin sensation of my chest against her breasts and hope that she was enjoying that also. I would not care how long this lasted…it would be until she moved so that my hand could access her thighs with her compliance. All the. Master makes no sound as I feel the scissors slither under the waistband of my panties on my left hip. Snip! Then the cool caress of the blade broaches the cotton guarding my right hip. Snip! My panties are pulled away and I am naked and open. I hear my Master's footfalls on the leaves and twigs as he leaves me. I am afraid.I cry out to no one, "Please! Please don't leave me! Don't leave me here! Please... please."Each crunch encourages my growing despair until I know my Master has left me. I. Untie them and pull them off.” I already knew what to do; turn around to face away from him, straddle his leg, unlace and tug. I did as told and waited for his other foot on my ass, to shove me and his boot forward. “You are good. Now the other one.” I repeated Thomas’s ritual. “Shall I remove your socks as well, sir?” I asked sarcastically. “Of course.” Robert watch all of this unfold, unspeaking. My husband must have overheard Thomas telling me that he expected my husband to undress me..