It was late afternoon and she standing barefoot in the kitchen at the stove stirring a pot with her right hand and sipping from a glass of wine in her...left hand. She was wearing a bright yellow sundress, which delightfully showcased her womanly assets. Her hair and nails were perfectly done. Her make-up was also exquisitely done, except for the smeared mascara around her eyes from the tears. It was apparent by her new upbeat appearance that she was over her despair, but what was the reason for. “There’s gallons of the stuff just pumping out.”“Yep, and look at that,” said Tony as the camera revealed a gaping red hole that was Sandra’s well fucked pussy. Sondra sat up, took the still-hard cock in both hands, kissed and licked the huge helmet and smiled up at Marcus as the film faded away.“You’re sopping down here,” said Tony.“I’m not surprised. Jeez, that was a turn on.”“Would you like to try your own Marcus now?”“Mmmm,” I said, thinking and reaching for the dildo. Just then the second. I followed him upstairs and knocked on his door asking him what had happened, only to be told to mind my own business, after asking him over and over again with no apparent respond I decided to call my husband, just when I was about to go downstairs I heard my son cursing Malik. I had no idea what had happened. After trying to get my husband on the phone with no avail and getting no response from my son I decided to go to Malik to get some answers. Before leaving I told my son through the door. I also thought that Peter would be more than happy to fuck her. Peter was my boyfriend and lover, but part of my submission to him was knowing that he fucked other women, and encouraging him to do so. I knew he’d find Sam attractive – for exactly the same reasons I found her attractive.As for Jason – well, I was pretty sure I could help him fulfil his fantasies. He seemed like a nice enough man in the short time that I’d known him, and I grinned wickedly to myself as I considered how I might.