" It's that special little place we found where my cock hits just perfectly so she can get off with me inside her. She started to direct me (oh how I ...ove this) like the naughty little wife she is. She wanted me to fuck her harder. She repeated over and over to fuck her harder as I slammed my cock inside her pussy. She became really wet and I made sure I told her how I could feel her juices begin to flow. Her breathing began to be rythmned and laborious so I knew she was close. I began to pound. And such ferocious passion as well. It was frightening to watch. How could Emma have so much energy? And what was the passion that exercised her as she bit and pummelled away at Susan’s bare crotch which was fast accumulating bite marks and bruises. Even Susan seemed frightened by Emma’s passion. It was unrelenting and nearly violent. Or perhaps it was violent. Charlotte didn’t feel, as she most often did when she watched Emma make love with someone else, that she wanted to be actively. I wouldn’t have much time now. She’d call 911 and cops would be swarming all over the place in about eight minutes.“Bill! What are you doing!” my wife cried out.“He killed her!” I declared. “He fucked Melissa, and then he killed her!”Marcel raised his hands. “What?” He gasped out, trying to get away from me. “No way, man! I didn’t kill her! I swear it! She was alive when I left!”“You left your DNA behind, Slick. You’re going to get a lethal injection for this.”“We just met for sex, man, I swear. "Okay, honey, have a seat. You've beena good sport so far, so I'll give you a choice to make. Either you tryto do your own makeup here, or we take you to the mall for a makeover." But Ma'am, I don't know anything about makeup." The mall it is." She then attached a choker around my neck in pinkleather. She pointed out it could have a leash attached, and she let mesee the pink rhinestone encrusted leash in her purse. "Don't make me useit. Follow me." To my horror, she was exiting through.