She'll eat you up if given the chance, but, we'll talk another time about all that other stuff. Is this for Rachel?” she spoke, as her smile returne....“Uh, yeah. Is she home?”“Her and her father went on a ski trip, but will be back tomorrow. Would you like some eggnog?”“Yeah, that would be great!”“Right this way!” she said as she took my hand, lead me to the kitchen table, and introduced me to the rest of her guests.I was getting the feeling that she and Jack might be going through some issues.. .spreading it wide and exposing my hole. His right hand had left my cheek, and I assumed was tightly holding the base of his beer-can cock. He placed his cock right against my hole, and began to apply pressure.With one last ditch of effort to stop this overwhelming act to take place, I clenched my hole as tight as I possibly could. "C'mon Honey...don't play hard to get. I'm going to get my first taste of ass tonight whether you like it or not," said the giant cock, taunting from behind me.I. She falls on top on him. He sucks on her tits, tightens his grip on her ass cheeks and flips her over.The husband watches wide-eyed as the Master grunts and aggressively pounds his wife from behind, turning her from a gorgeous bride to a salacious whore. He marvels at the sight of his Master’s dick stretching her pussy. He justifiably knows the decision will never be his to fuck his wife, or even be the one to get her pregnant. It has long being his choice to accept this aspect of their. I didn’t have the strength to go to his real funeral and I didn’t think that it would be proper since none of his family knew me. After months of mourning I decide to get on with my life. Granted it was like there was a piece missing, but I was for the most part happy. I had went back to school and gotten my degree. I had started working on my career and was working my way up the ladder. It has been 2 years since he died and I still feel the pain of it all. I get in my car to leave since the.