I pointed out to my wife that her reaction while founded in reason still seemed over the top to me, why exactly did she care so much if her sister did...it with her husband or not? Well I finally got the answer and this problem got larger. My wife opened a bottle of wine while still naked from the waist down. By the end of the bottle I knew the rest of the story. John and my wife were in the same grade in school, all the girls knew about “Donky Kong John” Ellen was two years younger and one cup. He could see in her eyes that she was screaming **** but had no power to do anything about it. After all, she was his slave and slaves had no rights. He pulled Jennifer closer to him and kissed her by force on the lips. “You can rest now. We are gonna have some more fun later,” Brian giving her a sincere loving smile. “Thank you master,” Jennifer was grateful that he was going to stop hurting her for a while.SATURDAY AFTERNOONIt was only 2Pm. Brian played video games while Jennifer slept naked. “Well, Britta-Lise, my dear, you improvised well, but you also planned it better than expected. Bringing in my cousin, selling her on the idea of living together with us ... wow ... you’re an amazing wife, you know! Jesus, woman ... you’re awesome! Now, if you guys will excuse me, I have to hit the showers and then the hay. I’m completely bushed. I’m totally on board with the living together idea, though.“Tonight, it’s me and my wives, all three of them. Good thing that the bed is so fucking. Ben groaned huskily as his massive tool was sucked slowly, delightfully, inch by delicious, thick, pulsating inch, into the tight, oozing depths of her lush, throbbing pussy.He was really enjoying letting her fuck herself with his prick and he fought to hold himself in check as his body broke out in beads of passioninduced sweat. The feel of it was fantastic, and finally his own need was too strong to be ignored. He wanted to let her do it by herself, but the tight crevice of burning flesh.