I lifted my butt up while she dropped down between my legs and pulled my trousers the rest of the way off then dropped to my cock chewing cock thru my...boxers. She hooked her fingers on the waist band and pulled them down & off. My cock bounced up as the release from the material of my boxers was removed. She dropped onto the head of my cock and enveloped her lips & throat over the head till she swallowed the length and used her throat muscles & tongue to make me orgasm. The orgasm was so. Just fucking kill me. Fucking kill me" as I flailed my fists wildly at him hoping to land a few punches. I knew this was a bad idea from the beginning, I knew that punching my drunk husband was a death sentence but that was exactly what I wanted. He pulled his dick out of my pussy not being phased by a single punch. He leaned over me putting his face just inches from mine and screamed, "You worthless whore!!! You're a failure as a wife, a failure as a mother and now you’re a failure at. She turned to see Daniel’s reaction to Greg’s question. His face had an eager smile as he kept stroking. She blushed again, gathering the courage to look a man in the eyes before sucking his cock.Slowly she slid off the bed and crawled over to where Daniel was sitting, knowing that both men would have a show to watch as she did. Her ass was facing Greg; he’d see the cum dripping from her. Daniel could see the smile on her lips and her breasts sway as she crawled. He had scooted forward in his. I could see she was very angry. Apart from not going out, now she would have to make lunch at home in a short notice. I left her alone as when she is angry, that’s the best thing to do. I started working on the inventory report . It took me an hour to get it ready and was all prepared to send it through email. But If I thought the day was bad enough, it got even worse when I realized our landline was dead and I wont be able to connect to the net. I was loosing my cool. “Damn phone goes for a.