..and i realise i will have to degrade myself for your pleasure that might be a start in making this up to you. With my goal in mind i start planning ...hat to do, i walk back to our bedroom and inspect my closet already entrancing myself again in the role of mindless and obiedient slutwife that i will so have to fulfill when you get home tonight and see what i have done to your family heirloom. my mind comes back into focus, slutfocus, ive been a bad girl, so white is out of the question, i. I thrust firmly and deeply into his partner’s cunt while she rocked herself at me. Against the walls the two guys avidly watched and jerked their pricks. My wife again filled the room with her noise of pleasure and encouragement. Even the woman beneath me now grunted and groaned as she ground her snatch back at me.The four of us were well and truly on the path to pleasure. It seemed each was stimulated by the actions and sounds of the others. I even found my occasional glances at the two. “Do you want the truth or a more ... palatable answer?” Mom gauged her audience.“Truth, nothing but truth, Mom!” I insisted.“Then, yes ... I loved it ... it was a good thing that it only happened toward the end of our marriage, or my butthole wouldn’t be this tight! Yours is bigger, so it hurts more, but it feels so damn good! I don’t know why I love painful buggery, but I just do!” Mom swore to me now.“Are you ready for me to cum up your asshole or do you want some more pain, pet?” I demanded. Needless to say I started to get aroused by this and then realised I could feel his cock stiff and hard pressing against my thigh, pulsing in synchronisation with his hand movements on my shaft. Looking at him I understood that he was awake but pretending to be asleep. Removing his hand from my cock I asked him what he was doing. With a motion to me to keep silent he slipped from the bed, crossed the room and bolted the door. Though I had slept in my own room for many years I had never done.