" I giggled as I unbuttoned her simple blouse and helped her out of it. I threw the blood stained garment into the sink, and ran cold water to prevent...the stains from setting. "I guess I should apologize, but I couldn't let you be my owner again!"Wilma began trembling when I unhooked her bra. "They, they're gonna fuck us!" she gasped, as I worked the straps over her shoulders."I know. I can't wait! I'm soaked already!" It was true. Six weeks of being fucked every way you could imagine sure had. When we reached our bedroom, I slowly unbuttoned my husband's shirt. With his shirt hanging open, I reached in and fingered the lines of his hard muscles, trailing down to his pants. I loved his muscles, they were so yummy, and my pussy was growing damp as I stroked them. I unbelted him, and pulled his pants off and his boxers, freeing his semi-hard cock rising from the tangle of dark-brown pubic hair."Lie down on your stomach," I ordered my husband as I unzipped my dress, and let it fall to. I took his cock into my mouth and slowly sucked it, made love to it. It felt and tasted good and wanted to suck it for hours. As I massaged the area of his dick just under his pee hole with my tongue, the moans got louder and he pulled out of my mouth, positioning me on the side of the bed where he raised my legs before I even got my pants off. I started undoing them and was helped by Billy, whose talented hands quickly got my pants loosened, past my ass and over my bent knees. Instead of doing. Megan was rocking her hips back and forth, fucking my mouth, when she finally came her pussy flooded my mouth. I had cum running down both sides of my face. When Megan got off me, I noticed my wife was still bent over the bed. This time Steve was fucking her. My wife was making noises I had never heard from her before. Steve was holding her hip with his left hand and fingering her asshole with his right. I could hear my wife cumming as Steve was thrusting in her hard. Steve started making.