He continued to fuck my wife. He again flipped her onto her belly, lay over her pinning her to the bed as he continued to hump the mother of my c***d.... Mary lay silently and passively, letting Patrick have his way with her. Slowly I heard her begin to make little whimpering sounds. She began to sob as the man pounded her. It wasn't pain my wife was experiencing but another orgasm building up in her as Patricks fat, so fucking fat, cock pumped her like a locomotive. "Oh my god, my fucking god,. She moaned"ah..omg...that feels really amazing...don't stop that babe,i think i am cumming...i am cumming...ah".She hold my hairs very tightly and shoved my head on her pussy in ecstasy. I wasn't planning on stopping any time sooner and i knew she was cumming cause i could feel so.I licked her pussy harder and rubbed her clit in circles simultaneously.I felt her shiver as if a chill went through her spine and i knew what it meant.I moved away from her pussy and looked at her face as Rachael had. I sat there for a while, sipping on my beer trying to figure out what I should do. Should I stay, order dinner and see what else might happen, or should I just pay for the beer and leave. Before I could gather my thoughts, the waitress stops at my table and asks if I would like to order anything to eat. That forced my hand and I decided to stay. I ordered dinner and she asked if I wanted another beer. I told her that I did and she walked away.Again I watched her, what a very nice view from. She guessed the music was helpful for maintaining a rhythm.Sophie waited in her dark world until she heard the sound of velcro straps being wound. He was putting boxing gloves on which would reduce any bruising or bleeding. She couldn't wait anymore. "Have you been a bad girl?" Yes." She said docily. "I need to be punished." Tell me what you need." Hit me! Hi-" Pow. She didn't get a chance to finish. The first punch landed on her left cheek. It wasn't hard, just enough to shove her head back..