At first I assumed that it was her perspiration but as I looked up at her face, I noticed tears dripping from the corners of her eyes. This left me co...fused. In my mind, I asked myself, “What should I do next?” Many different thoughts entered my mind. Finally, I whispered to Martha, “Stop” which she promptly did. I could hear her breathing heavily as she rested with my penis still inserted in her pussy. Her chest was heaving and she was totally exhausted. I smiled at her.After a few moments, I. She had grown accustom to granting the wishes of the men. In a single night at one of the parties she would be paraded fully nude in a room full of men. She would suck their cocks and swallow their cum. She would allow them to grope and feel her in public. She would let numerous men fuck her pussy and ass. Surely she could survive this. But this was different. These women were trying to humiliate her. At least the men worshiped her body and the pleasure it brought to them. She was well paid in. Without another word she stepped forward and removed my shorts and pulled my boxers down, my cock ready for action. My shirt was lifted over my head and I stood there bare and naked. Good, good. Now what to do with this, She stepped forward and pushed my dick down slightly so it was rubbing against her pussy. I was surprised to know she was practically dripping wetness all over my dick. Hmm I think tonight since you so eagerly apologized, I can let you divulge in your sick pleasures. She turned. “Do they know that I was in the other car when the accident happened?” I asked.She nodded. “I don’t think they believe it was an accident,” she admitted.“Neither do I, Linda. I might if it weren’t for the fact that he nearly killed me on the job when he was there.”“Was it really that bad?” she asked skeptically.I stood up and showed her the scar on my back. “A few inches to the left and I’d have been in a wheelchair. A couple of inches deeper and it would have stabbed me in the kidney and I.