Jessica merely hung her head as her cunt continued to be violated by the mans fingers, her tears were starting to dry as her emotions became numb to h...r surroundings. As if sensing her detachment from her situation, she was given three swift spankings, causing her to yelp, her ass glowing red once more. WHY?! she demanded, but was only answered with more slaps to her pained ass. Im sorry!! she offered, pleading for the beating to end. I think its time for you to ask me to fuck you, the voice. I really needed some relief now. I positioned Jaq on the edge of the bed and, raising her legs over my shoulders, I started to rub my cock along her swollen pussy. I started slowly at first, sliding the first couple of inches into my wife. Jaq was still extremely horny and insisted I give her the shagging she deserved.Wasting no time, I began to build a rhythm, slamming my whole length into her depths. I could feel my full balls slapping on her arse, driving my cock into her until she started. ” Well, here goes. “I was basically emotionally abandoned. The people you met today, those aren’t my real parents. They took me in when I was 9, took care of me. My real parents died when their meth lab exploded.” I proceeded to lift my shirt to show her where the meth had hit my side, had almost burned my left kidney. I’d survived, but I’d be scarred for life. “Oh… my god… I’m… I’m so sorry. I just… I thought it might’ve been totally different. What you told me, I mean. I thought you’d say. She had been a stripper for 10 years and was as kinky as they come. She and I had done a lot, so only a few of her fantasies were left unfulfilled. She had already had women and men, group sex, bondage, been a submissive and a dominate. We had a no holes barred policy. I could have any hole I wanted, anywhere, anytime. And I had! I was the only guy to ever wear lingerie for her though. Once she found out, it became a regular thing. Garter belts, stockings, panties, high heels, just about.