Pumping gush after gush of cum on the towel covering the pillows. I collapse, unable to move.When I begin to regain my senses, you are standing over m... saying “Slut, for that, you will have to be punished. Back on your knees.” I don't feel much like getting back on my knees as I have just cum and have had a pretty good workout over the past few hours so I hesitate. “NOW! Slut.” comes the response to my hesitation. I climb unsteadily to my knees as you and Mistress E take positions behind me.. Now Sandra's depravation and all round degradation was such that she would have agreed to cutting her own throat to end all this, so when Tom ordered her to fuck her own arse with the rubber cock she did so without hesitation, although a little gingerly as having had the rubber object literally rammed into her anal ring had made it really painful. Tom sensed what she was doing and demanded she show more interest in getting on with it; Sandra gritted her teeth and increased the speed of her. Almost hypnotized as she swayed her hips side to side slightly, before pushing her shorts down off of her body. There she was standing in front of me. A picture of perfection. Her small bikini didn't hide much of her tanned body. A small bead of sweat rolled down her curvy hip and hit her bikini bottom. It took every ounce of control I had to keep myself from reaching out and running my hand up her perfect leg, up her hip, and back to her ass. ''I just got this bikini. How do you like it?''. " Do you love me? A simple question - four words - none more than four letters."His eyes were locked on hers - dark with savage intensity. Her hand trembled as she reached for her brandy, only to find the glass empty."I love my husband. I love your cock."He stiffened suddenly and leaned forward in his chair, dark eyes narrowing."Such language from a pretty wife. The day will come when I tire of your hungry, young body. Poor little thing, hanging on my gate, used and discarded."He had never.