Get your ass up and bend over the couch he shouted since he was drunk I didn't argue I just got up and bent over with my shorts down around my ankles....My husband stood up behind me slapping my ass with his 6inch little dick until he was hard enough to fuck me my husband thought he was going to hurt me by ramming every inch he had in my cunt. I couldn't help myself I busted out laughing asking him if he really thought his dick was going to do anything to me. I must of really pissed him off. Feeling like a very good dog as she licked at his cock and balls. "Good little whore, that's what your Master likes.. My dirty whore enjoying the taste of her own cum" After he was clean he pushed his cock back inside her mouth and started to fuck her throat all over again as his balls slapped against her chin she heard his deep groan. “Ohh fuck” He moaned as she felt his cock start to twitch as he spurt his load down her throat. He pulled out and panted. “Your filthy mouth feels so good. "Oh God, I had h-hoped I was w-wrong," Stephanie whimpers."What?"Stephanie closes her eyes and grips the bars until her knuckles turn white. "Stuff I heard from Charles ... s-sometimes from Victor ... I-I guess I knew all along. Somehow I knew. But this is just beyond ... I c-can't..."Cassie's eyes dart with frantic urgency, searching for anything that could help, not just in her own mind but in her surroundings as well. She looks into the void again and shudders. If Stephanie could open her. I bent my head. I continued having my breakfast silently, avoiding any mentions of events that happened earlier.Di – “So why were you sleeping on the couch?”I was startled at her question. She put forward the one which I was trying to avoid all this time.Me – “Oh, I was not feeling sleepy, and so I started watching TV. Not sure when did I drift into sleep.”Di – “I saw what you were watching on TV.”I looked at her in shock but she continued.Di – “I cannot say I am too angry about it. But you.