“Can I get you something to drink, Contessa?”She rose on her elbows and dislodged the vicar. I think she nodded, but she didn’t say anything. I ...ecided a beer was in order.“Thanks, Bertuccio.” She downed half the bottle in one gulp and poured the rest on the vicar who seemed to be trying to get back between her legs. He uttered some unholy words and shoved himself to his feet and walked away. With that she tossed the bottle over her shoulder and turned to me with a smile.“You’re cute,. I wasn’t mistaken and about thirty seconds later she freed her mouth from the pole in her throat and let an almighty squeal……“I’m going to fu…ccckkk…iiinnnn COOOOOMMMMMEEE!!!!!!” “Oh yeah make the fucking bitch scream Ian”“Yeah fucking scream bitch”“Fucking slag loves it look at her”I had to admit the sounds that Fiona was making definitely gave off the impression that she loved being ganged by these four strangers. “Here Ian rub that pussy juice round her arse I bet this slut takes it up. He went into the living room and instead of turning on the TVlike he usually did he just sat and thought about what washappening. Sure he was being punished but it was delightful. Hethought about how lucky he was to have Sheila. He decided to dosomething special for her. He went on his computer and made a special thank you card forher. It thanked her for being his wife and being so understanding.It had a heart with an arrow through it. He was pretty proud of it. Sheila was on her way home and. I asked her to get out of the car and she went round to the back she bent over the boot of the car and I examined her whole body and touched her, I wanted to get her as worked up as I could, I could tell she liked to be owned and she did everything I told her to do. I then got her back in the car and she exposed my by then throbbing shaft and took the whole thing in her mouth, I'm not one to brag but I think I'm well endowed in that department and she took it like a true whore. After I had.