" Yes, whatever you want." On your knees slut. If you want to get back in you're going to promise to do everything I want and I'm going to record it o... my phone. If you disobey me again I will send it to your parents, your sister and everyone else who knows you." My mind was totally confused. I had to get back into the house but he wanted to video me promising to be his slut. I'd do it and plan an escape later. I got down on my knees."Now look in to the lens and say "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut.. She let him kiss her nipples but once and pulled herself away before he could repeat it. Arjun’s frustration was mounting, he was sweating, the end of his cock was glistening with cum and he hadn’t yet pawed his wife’s hot bod.“I am going to eat some cake”, she said and walked slowly to the coffee table where the hotel had so thoughtfully kept a sinfully rich chocolate cake topped with strawberries. Arjun could only glare at her in impotent rage.She brought the cake to him and pushed his. It stood straight out, and made my mouth drop open at the size. I had occasionally wondered how big he was, and here it was in front of me. It appeared to be just a bit shorter than my forearm, and pretty damn thick. I shook my head in disbelief, my mouth still slightly agape. He smiled smugly at my reaction and before I knew it he had taken a fistful of my long hair and pulled my body up with it. I grabbed the hand that had my hair and tried to pull his fingers out of their tight grip. Owwie. I backed off a little, and touched her edges, outside of the inner wonder zone, and she shook and screamed loudly. I moved inside again and another explosion came very quickly.I stopped again, holding her closely. She relaxed. Her breathing gradually slowed over the next several minutes. I was surprised when she gently moved me onto my back. She reached in her bag, and pulled out a colorful bandanna which she tied around my head, fully covering my face. I was then gently turned over. .