I was sotired that I did not hear my wife come home. I drifted up from the deep toa dim light falling from the half opened bathroom door. Once again I...had araging hard on, but this time Barb's warm wet mouth was quickly moving upand down my shaft. I vaguely remember coming and found myself driftingback to sleep I curled up on my side and slipped my thumb in my mouth andbarely herd my wife say, "What's with the thumb?" I was already out.I woke up a short time later and the room was in total. Lots of women played rich, powerful and famous men, they just didn’t do it quite like Lisa. And then there was the matter of the baby. Did she deliberately fall pregnant to entrap him? But if that was the case, why did she leave him today just after she had agreed to marry him? Maybe she wasn’t playing him. Maybe the contrariness in her personality and the inconsistency was what was so enticing for him. She was like no-one he had ever met. And he loved it. He knew damn well that tomorrow he. David led me to the bed and we lay down, side by side. He stroked mythighs through the stockings and pulled down my panties. I still had thethong and my little guy was straining to rise. We continued to kiss andcuddle, his hands stroking my breasts and body.It was a struggle but he managed to pull my thong down, exposing my cockand balls. He stroked my cock. My movements were restricted by thepanties and thing which had been pulled down a little to give him accessbut trapped my legs. Say it.’ I was coughing and burping and gagging and couldn’t say it quickly enough, so he slapped me. ‘You my slut. Say it.’ I gasped out, ‘I’m your slut.’ ‘You’re my bitch.’ ‘I’m your bitch.’ ‘Bitches need raping.’ ‘Bitches need raping.’ ‘You love this.’ ‘I love this.’ It was true. I loved it. Raped and humiliated by Desmond in front of Lily and Jill. I never wanted it to end. Desmond gripped his cock by its base and slapped my face with it. I kept my mouth open wide and stuck out my tongue.