“You lost, Mel, and you know the deal.” “Mike, please?” she begged. “Please don’t make me do this! I wasn’t supposed to lose!” “I�...�m going to fuck you, Melanie.” Mike said, grinning at her. “Get those jeans off, right now.” “No!! NO, you can’t make me!” she said, sobbing. She tried to run out of the locker room, but Bruce reached out with one arm and snagged the back of her blouse. She tried to twist away, but all she succeeded in doing is bursting every button off the front of it,. I’m not proud of myself when I do that. I can’t promise you I won’t say or do something stupid in the future, but I can promise that I will work harder at making things right. I was wrong to lash out at you and accuse you of cheating on me with Karenna. I know both of you better than that. You’d never hurt me like that. I think I’m just afraid I won’t be good at happily ever after and, so, I think I’m just subconsciously fucking things up. “She turned towards him slightly, her eyes meeting his.. She had cried copiously at the beginning, but not for a long time since. Her hair was, she knew, a mess. It had grown long, and knotted. What she would give for a hairbrush and a mirror. And a hot bath? She would kill for a hot bath, or any bath.Not once since she was taken had she been allowed to bathe, or even to wash. She had, at one time, started to use the toilet water, after it had flushed, to try to keep clean, but even this she had given up on.She had no motivation for anything,. Almost.Gloria was kissing along my neck, moaning and grinding her hips to meet my thrusts. I had a moment of surreal reckoning as Gloria’s building orgasmic throws mirrored those of her sister; the same subtle moves, the same endearing sighs. I felt the load building inside me, felt that point of no return and in one large cathartic thrust - exploded into my wife’s sister’s volcanic pussy.She, I knew, was cumming at the same time – her fingers dug into the skin at my shoulders as she arched her.