.ohhhh…it…..oohhhh….feels….oohhh….so….ahhhh…good!!” Pete blurted out between thrusts.“OOHhhhh….Ugghhhh….yeesssss….oohhh….you...��.uunnhhh….fucking…..uhnnnn…beast…..ohhhhh….I…..uunnhhh….love….oohhhh…it!!!!!” Mom echoed him.Time seemed to be suspended as the incessant sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room. Still looking dazed and reeling from her orgasm, Mom’s body once more began to tremble, issuing a warning of another oncoming orgasm. She had already had two by my count and now. The dam' thing was made all out of steel galvanized sheet metal and had the harsh sound of an old whore's orgasm. But he was bound and determined that he was going to make music on it and he wanted me to write a song or two to go with it. I was working on a "she done him wrong and was he pissed about it" song that I felt would satisfy Homer and I thought it would sound right to be accompanied by that ugly guitar.There was a new bartender that Walt hired named Buck Riley that I was real nervous. “Cheryl Corbett, and this is my husband, Uriah. I deeply regret that I mistreated and deprived both myself and my hubby. I forgot just how much I loved and desired him, keeping him on a tight schedule. I didn’t deny him entirely, by any means, but I refused to share him with his left hand, let alone anything else. I made him give up masturbating if he wanted any pussy, and if I ever caught him doing so, I would make him wait for sex again as long as it suited me. It was a way of controlling. That night we had a take away meal and a few glasses of wine, he seemed to be giving susan lots of the wine and it was not very long before susan was very drunk,it was at this point charlie asked me what my attitude to sex was.to which i replied that i liked it but didnt get nowhere near as much as i liked.at this point susan was virtually unconcious and charlie said to me it would be easier to show me rather than try to explain.charlie went on to explain how susan didnt like sex but once she.