I slapped her ass...once...twice; telling her she was a filthy slut.My wife moaned, begging me again to fuck her hard.I spread her ankles and tied the... to the back legs of a chair. I then untied her wrists and Anita placed a finger along her slit, as she began caressing her swollen clit. The three bell boys now were staring at us and I could notice all of them had growing bulges inside of their trousers.Ana was now using more than one finger; she was playing with her clit and fucking herself at. She cooked dinner, made my plate, and walked it over to me. I picked what we watched on television. If I ever called out, not even to her, she was there to ask if I needed anything. For instance, when I was fifteen I was looking at porn magazine that I smuggled from Bryce's Dad's collection and shouted, "Holy crap, the girl on page 38 is hot!" Within moments, Chloe was knocking on my door asking if everything was okay. She never got friends of her own nor did she ever complain, and without Mom. It was big, it was thick and it was fucking hard. I began at his bulging head and my lips wrapped fully around. He was a big boy and if I wasn’t careful it was easy to take in too much and have a gag reflex. But I had a pretty good pattern, take in a good inch and pull back, go back down and take another half inch to inch on top of the first one I just did, and pull back up again. The trick was never to pull away completely so I always had his pulsing tip wrapped in my moist wet lips.“Hmmmmm!. I snapped out of my trance and stepped back from the hole. I was telling myself no you can't suck a strangers dick. I shouldn't have even touched it. I am a married woman what was I thinking. But my mouth was getting wet. I couldn't stop looking at it, maybe I really did want to suck this mans cock. Why was my pussy getting so wet?"SUCK MY FUCKING COCK YOU SLUT BITCH." His voice struck fear through my veins. This guy was serious."Only if you promise not to hurt me and let me go," I said."Don't.