‘Bend over, I want to fuck you!’ ‘Yes, Mistress Mel!’ We quickly switch positions. She rams two fingers in my anus to loosen it a bit and then...she sticks her hard cock in there. The level of her sexual arousal is so high that Mel is fucking my roughly like an a****l. She moans. I moan. She is pounding me with strong pushes causing my cock to press rhythmically against the white sheets and the bed. I am struggling to withhold my own ejaculation. ‘I’m going to cum!’ Yes! This is good because me. My wife and I met in university, in our last year. She was a pretty brown-haired English lady in her early twenties, smart, sociable, with a gorgeous figure and long brown hair, very attractive but reserved. We had a meeting of the minds, and a month after we started dating it developed into a meeting of groins. Two weeks after that we were engaged. Everything was just - right, somehow. Two years later we were settled, she at grad school while my high-tech career paid the bills. I'd introduced. I asked the ladies what did they think of the house and all of them approved of the job Barbara had done and the flirt next to me who's name is Denise said yes especially the bedrooms. Denise then asked how long Barbara have been a couple, I lied and said that we weren't. She said bullshit, I see how you two are together, at the very least your're lovers, again I said nope. She said we will see. By this point three of the women had gotten out, one was topless with beautiful and obviously fake. He vanished when his fellow members of the Trinity were destroyed. Michael the Archangel runs Heaven these days. How long that will last remains to be seen. When Monica dies, she’ll be one of my wives as a Queen of Hell, but for now, she’s on loan to you. You’ll raise my spawn together, both the one growing inside you and the one in her womb as well.“Now, before you ask, I want you to continue being vocal and political, but from now on, you will be assigned your causes and you will speak out on.