I awoke with a warm mouth on my cock and I looked down to see Rae looking up at me. As soon as she saw that I was awake she stopped sucking and climbe... up and sat on me. She looked down at me:"So baby, how do you like being married to a whore?"I looked up at her face and was silent - mostly because I couldn't think what to say."Come on baby, tell me what you're thinking. You know what I'm doing when I go back into that room. I'm a slut, a whore, and I love it. Come on baby, talk to me, talk to. I sat enthralled as I saw that familiar “territory” being explored by someone else. I could pull up my own sensory memories from this morning as her arousal grew. Melinda glanced at me from time to time but mostly focused on her lover. That was as it should be so long as I was only a spectator, the role I wanted right now.When his intruding helmet made a circle of her labia and his testicles slapped against her ass, my hand stroked my own ready tool. She held her tits which were wildly flopping. Then he looked over at the two guys. “She’s ready, boys.” “Yeah,” said the bigger one. The younger one followed, big, silly grin on his face. The bigger one looked back at him, “Behind me, rookie.” He slid behind me, his hands immediately going for my panties, pulling on it, reaching inside, his cold hands on my bare ass. I squirmed a bit. Owen lifted my arms and made me wrap them around his neck. Okay. It was perhaps to give the oaf behind me more access as he rode his hands up to my breasts. There was more tape over her mouth, but she was breathing easily.Ford took a couple pictures, then had the man ID any spots he'd touched. More pictures once he was out of the way then she started dusting the tape for prints. Why was I not surprised when she didn't find any? She took a pair of scissors and very carefully cut the tape away, starting with her ankles. She took care to get it off in one piece, working slowly to make sure the surfaces and edges were as intact as possible. She bagged.