It was not too long after my marriage I soon discovered my husbands preferential answer to sex, he was to put it bluntly, 'A Wanker', in short he like... to Wank himself of to little fantasies involving me and make believe lovers. He would go into chat rooms and chat to other men, pretending to be me and would encourage these men to email me, and I would in response, send provocative photos, tell them of my sexual fantasies, causing him wank to their responses in hot emails, leading to that. She tried to protest but a quick slap from Don made her stop."Don't worry ho; I take care of you later." He told her. "Go play withmistress for awhile. Come here bitch and sit on your master cock. I want tosee you dance on this for awhile."Joan felt Kit dragging her by the hair as John made his way over to Don'slap. His face was distorted she noticed as she passed but at present thebitch had a good hold on her hair and was dragging her by it. She could dolittle but trail along like. "I know it's not," David replied quietly.Eva giggled. "My son is a charmer. I think he could get almost any girl he desired." Well I only desire one," David said.Alex raised a brow. "Oh? And now who's the lucky girl?"David took a deep breath and grabbed Rebecca's hand holding it in his. "She is. Rebecca is my girl."Alex laughed but then realized his son was not joking. "What?"Eva and Sonia gasped and Ron stood up. "You have to be joking David. Rebecca is your cousin!"David held Rebecca's hand. And rubbed her pussy for me now and then when the airhostess had passed. when the plane landed we headed to get the bus in to the city and unfortunately it was almost full, this excited me though because we had to sit separate, and knowing my wife was sitting next to another man in her suspenders and bare pussy under her tiny leather skirt was making me horny...I was imagining him getting a glimpse and slipping his hand up her skirt to touch her wet pussy.as the bus stopped at the first stop on.