She was blonde and very pretty, probably in her mid twenties. Dans heart was pounding and his mouth was dry. “Excuse me” he said quietly. “Hi, h...w can I help? Oh, I bet you are looking for something for your wife” she said glancing at his wedding ring. “Erm no” Dan replied. “Something for me, but I’m not sure what size I am”. She looked him up and down before saying “we have a small section of men’s clothes over there and they are in standard sizes, I’d say you are a 32 inch waist”. Dan was so. Then finally i let out a gasp as her whole fist slid into me and i had the wonderful feeling of fullness and satisfaction that Mistress was now inside me.Mistress was gentle at first , slowly fucking me and moving about inside me. Then Mistress withdrew her fist from me , only to pump it straight back in again. Then she began to push her fist in and out of me , with increasing speed , and once again i felt my cock leaking more juices into the condom. Mistress withdrew her fist for the last time. Her struggling was becoming less intense now and Chuck had her other breast in his mouth. Her protests were being ignored as the grip on her arms loosened. She threw her head back and closed her eyes, leaning back against the kitchen counter."Please, stop," she said weakly.I can't really describe how I felt, watching this unfold in front of me. I was fighting mad and ready to kill. These guys had come into my house and had forced themselves on my wife.The other half of me was incredibly turned. She told me to keep my sick fantasies to myself but also noticed that she would get more excited and animated when I did this. once when on her bed I was kneeling with her head between my knees as she wanked me into her mouth, when I took hold of an hairbrush that was on her bedside table and inserted the handle in to her soaking wet pussy. As I pumped the handle in and out of her pussy I told her to imagine it was another cock fucking her as I started to rock back and forth fucking her face ,.