“Oh, please call me Bart.”“No, no, Bart, please do not do it that way. I want Fletcher to suffer as much as my daughter has suffered from his cr...elty. Please kill him as slowly as you can so that he will suffer some to make up to what he has done to other people.“You know that Joan will never get married now that she has been raped. No man will have her because she is damaged goods. You know that is the way things are, I know it, and Joan knows it. It galls me something terrible that Asa. She presents me with the collar with cuck onto each time she wants sex, whether I get to penetrate her is another matter, as often I don't, but I at least I get to wank and cum on her massive tits, I do have to lick it off listening to abuse about how much of a wanker I am, I've even got use to the taste of cum. Every time we have sex in the bedroom its with the curtains open and we have no nets curtains either so I'm a bit concerned who could be watching, its not the fucking, its the clean up. I started kissing his neck and began rubbing his chest down his rock hard stomach down to his throbbing cock. He started moaning I'm my ear and telling me how bad he has been wanting this ever since we met. He slid his hand under my shirt and began softly caressing my swollen breasts, pulling hard at my nipples. "Damn baby you've got my tight little pussy dripping wet for your big hard cock, I want you in me so bad" I whispered in his ear. He let go of my swollen breast and spread my thighs. ‘Oh Lonnie, darling, shove your cock in! I want it in me now!’ Lonnie plunged into her cunt easily. Louise gasped a little in pain as the broad tip shot into her tight vagina. Their bodies melded together, cock to cunt, and their two sets of lips joined in a passionate soul-kiss. Soft groans came from both of their throats. Louise sobbed with passion, urging Lonnie, ‘Deeper, deeper, honey. Oh god!!’ Like a madman, inflamed with lust, Lonnie thrust his cock deeply in and out of her pussy. Louise.