As the man slammed into my wifes pussy I scratched along her back and moaned my pleasure along with her. Smack her ass I ordered and the man did it. I...was in my comfort zone ordering these men how to please my wife, I told the man fondling her when to pull her nipples and when he was allowed to touch his cock. I told the man fucking her exactly when to smack, scratch and pull her hair. All the while she sucked my cock to the best of her ability as the men tore her apart. Eventually the man. “She’s at Walmart and I don’t expect her back for a while,” I replied, as fished in the pantry for a bag of sugar. Not finding any sugar, I apologized.Regina was leaning against our kitchen countertop, dressed in a pretty low-cut black shirt that showed off just enough cleavage to catch my attention. She also sported some very nice and very sexy cut off denim shorts. She was no slouch when it came to fitness or looking sexy. I did my best to avoid the obvious glance as her assets, but. My birth certificate was easy enough, and once it was registered, we gotour court date. My attorney met us just outside the courtroom, thentogether we walked into court. I had dressed Melissa in a beautifulblack velvet and white satin dress with black shoes and ribbons in herhair to match. The judge was a woman about mom's age. I saw her smilewhen she saw Melissa. The lawyer presented our case, outlining the exactcircumstances that I came to have Melissa, calling both police officersas. I sank down with a sigh; impaling myself on his manhood."OoOoOOooOHHHH!" his cock forced a moan all the way from my ass to plump lips, touching off the nerves that were just starting to cool after those interminable seconds deprived of hot flesh on tender tissue. It felt so right to slide down to the root as he laid back down on the bed, his hands crossed behind his head in an expression of effortless control. My ass had already grown accustomed to his cock; having been reshaped to take his.