It was addressed to Dawn and Dina, all it said was, your fan mail ladies and your new album Dawn.She got up and put the cd in the player before return...ng to the box. Dawn passed the smaller of the bundles to me, I looked at her puzzled, “They’re addressed to you,” she said to me and so they were, my very own fan mail and that was something new. Okay, I’d had the odd pervy letter from some guy or other before but not a bundle of mail. Aside from one exception, where someone objected to me. She howls in outrage, then feels my other hand begin stroking her clit again. As her ass adjusted to my finger, she begins to enjoy the sensations of my finger fucking her there. There are so many nerve endings, and the stroking is inflaming each one of them. She feels me picking up the pace again, and feels her excitement rising. She can't believe how good this feels, my thick cock in her pussy, my finger stroking in and out of her ass, and my other hand lightly rubbing her clit. She begins to. I watch as she spasms against the wall, barely able to hold herself up. Transfixed by the beautifully decadent sight of my wife, my whole world disappears. I can’t even tell you what’s going through my mind. It’s as if somebody just pulled the plug and everything in me stops working. I’m not even sure I’m breathing right now.“You see, babe, that’s what’s supposed to happen when a man takes care of his wife,” she says breathlessly, half collapsed against the wall.Then it's like someone plugged. That must have really hurt, because he let out with a scream of pain that had to be heard to be believed.He was still holding on to Pam’s wrists, so I hit him as hard as I could with the rebar across his chest. He collapsed to the floor, and I noticed that he was having a hard time breathing.Now I was ready to take care of the one with the knife. I didn’t expect any real difficulty doing that because the way he was holding the knife demonstrated that he had no training in the use of the weapon..