I moaned her name. She moaned against my pussy.I felt an orgasm coming, like my dam was about to break, and my moans turned into screams. I had both o... my hands tangled in her hair and was pulling her closer, harder between my legs, which began to shake and spasm.My back slowly arched and I began to cum, my hips jerked, and everything around me collapsed. I took several minutes to regain myself and steady my breathing. I opened my eyes, knowing there would be a beautiful, messy haired Liz. Here she was, spread across the couch with a hard cock at each end like some kind of porn star or a wild, wanton woman. She was a sex goddess, ruling over the pleasure of these two men. The thought made her feel like she could do anything and be anyone. It almost made her come. Almost.She made them stop and take a drink. She sipped her wine for a moment, trembling, feeling the twinges of her orgasm quivering around her pelvis. She knew how she wanted it, and now was the time.She had discussed. Or an unfeeling, rude and cheating asshole.Talking about court, yes, that is where I should have taken my case, shouldn't I? I should have gotten me a nice and clean little divorce, you'd say. Make him pay, clean him out. There are laws in this country protecting wives against bastards. And especially against rude and cheating assholes.But then again, he is also a rich asshole.You see, I am not stupid. Unfortunately, neither is he. If this is God's own country, why did He let the rich bastards. Perhaps it was a result of the crash. Or maybe it was due to her lack of food or water. Whatever the reason, she did not hesitate a single second before reaching out and touching the tip of the shaft. Mmmmm! she moaned as she felt the intense heat emanating from it. That was enough to convince her to get to work. Without a moment of hesitation, she started stroking the manhood. The Bullmastiff seemed to appreciate, because he shifted his body to give her better access. Taking advantage of her.