I pull my shirt off and lean over you. Your eyes suddenly confused.“Yes, I’m a woman,” I say as you stare at my chest,” and this is going to b... the best fuck you’ve ever had.”I pull a knife from my back pocket and flick it out. I admire it’s blade as you squirm underneath me. I smile at my reflection and move it over your long, golden hair. I bring the blade down the side of your cheek and watch as it catches here and there but never cuts.“This knife isn’t to kill you, so relax,” I whisper into. Then, there was quiet. I couldn’t even here the ‘No!’ I was whispering over and over. David was pushing between my legs. A piercing pain in my thigh and an odd heavy weight in my shoulder kept me pinned to the bed. Maybe if I don’t move, he will stop. Maybe if I don’t move, the pain will go away. That is when I couldn’t breathe, and everything went dark. When I woke up, I pulled on a pair of sweat pants and a sweat jacket. My right thigh was singing with pain. The left arm was useless, it hung. And one time while we were on the train i struck up a casual conversation with her husband while all the while staring at her like meat. Eventually one morning I slipped my business card into her purse on the train and she looked at me and shook her head in disappointment .She was not happy about that.There were times however when she would arrive on a train or 2 ahead of her husband on the evening commute and wait for him in their car at the commuter parking lot where I parked my car also.On. I was picked up and carried into the bedroom. They threw me roughly on the bed and the girl dove between my legs and started munching on my very wet pussy. One guy shoved his throbbing cock deep in my mouth and choked me with it. He began fucking my face hard as he could while pulling on my hair. I was gagging and gasping for breath. The gentle tongue in my pussy was replaced by a hard cock and I was pounded relentlessly. He came soon all up inside of me. As soon as he pulled out another guy.