"I saw you looking at me weird," the bully said confronting Chris."I don't know what you're talking about," Chris replied defensively."We're under att...ck!" Fear said sending alarms throughout the controlcenter. The bully took a hold of Chris and punched him a few times tothe chest and face. The bully then left content with himself. Sadnesstouched the button creating tears in Chris' eyes from the attack.After the battle, Fear confronted Sadness and Disgust. "I cannot allowthat to happen. But I only struggled for a moment or two. Soon he was fucking my throat and I was apparently handling it quite well. Or perhaps I had grown too weak to struggle any longer.For just a moment I wondered what my husband would see if he saw this movie. Would it look to him like I was a willing participant? Would he be able to tell that I had been drugged?The problem was that I knew I had been drugged. I knew I was an unwilling victim. But watching what little of the movie I had seen so far I found. Her pussy lips all wet. I pulled my cock out, and holding her legs in the that position, I offered my wifes sopping wet pussy to a stranger, just like you would open a door for a stranger, it felt weird to be offering him the chance to bury his cock into this sweet mound.I held her legs and watched as his hard penis slipped straight into her. Then he leaned forward, put his head between her ankles, pushed forward so that her legs were bent back and her knees were either side of her head. Then. Waiting his next hideous move. Edwin returned with a lit candle a cold part used candle and a carving knife, the candles she recognised as the long and tapering, a red christmas candle from the table decoration. The beam lay on her trunk her nipples on its solid bulk, obvious targets but he ignored them, parked the lit candle on the coffee table, lay the cold one beside it, then taking the knife slid its blade between her legs sharp side towards her body. her eyes wide she opened her legs.