For a few minutes I alternated between kissing her, looking in her eyes, and watching her trace circles around and over her clit, a couple of times br...nging her hand to her lips to wet the tips before going back to work. And then I took over, I don’t remember why, but one second it was her fingers on her, the next it was mine. Rubbing, flicking, stroking. Until I realised the toy had slid out of her, leaving her empty. Craving being filled.She was so wet – her juices plus the lube leaving her. Asbitch you are here to serve us any way we desire. Besides the household chores,you will be always available for sexual service of either of us." I realizedthat he was serious about what he was telling me and that my life had beenchanged permanently. Chuck took my hand led me to the bedroom where my once sweet wife awaitedme. I was shocked to see Pat standing naked in a dominant stance with her legsspread and her hands on her hips. She was wearing a strap-on black dildo! Shetold me, " Take. Suddenly Dana ran from the bathroom to her room and slammed the door screaming, “MOOOM! Michael just walked into the bathroom while I was in the shower! You little pervert!” Michael just sighed and went towards his room, knowing that was the only safe place in the world for him. He locked the door from the inside and got on his computer, drowning out the sound of his mother knocking furiously on the door with a shuffled iPod. The night passed with almost no incident besides. . I went limp in his arms, but he just continued fucking endless miles of massive meat into me, his strong arms supporting me fully, my tits swaying as though my bra weren't even there. As I was ripping through my fifth orgasm, suddenly he spun me, dousing nerve endings in a new sensation in mid-cum. I think I my have cried out something about him being a big-cocked god, but who knows. Now I was leaning slightly forward on the steering wheel, his thrusts carrying me up faster now. Orgasm.