She grabs the third bar of the gate, “Ready Master,” she says.” I walk past you, take my hard nine inches out of my trousers and enter your wife... She sighs loudly with contentment as my knob reaches deep into her body. I grab her hips and big to stroke in and out, looking over my shoulder occasionally to make sure you are watching; my eyes are hard and a mixture of lustful desire for your woman and disgust at you. Finally I start to move faster and faster, gripping her hard, “Oh YES!” echoes. As I got up for my turn she took my cock into her mouth. I immediately grabbed her head and started thrusting. She went along with it. She had incredible deep throating ability’s. Barely gagging as I jammed all 7 inches down her throat. Just as I felt I was going to cum I pulled out and hit my shot. Holed it. Game over. I leaned in and gave her a long kiss. Me: well there was no loser in this game I guessDeb: I guess not. Only two winners. So do you really want to fuck me on the dinning room. I press downand hear you groan. I step up on you – still in my heels – andwatch the red welts form as I walk around on your back. Putting one foot oneither side of you, I hike up my dress and have a seat on your back. I leanforward and starting sucking and licking your ears. I whisper to you. "You're my bitch, now. How does it feel? I'm about to fuck you silly, slut." I pull your head back by your hair while I grind my bare pussy against yourback. I'm so wet that I'm slipping around on you. I. ’ Numbly, Miranda reached down and flipped a switch, the room was bathed in ghostly white light. Miranda examined her surroundings: they were appalling, completely devoid of warmth or humanity. ‘What in God’s name?’ she whispered. Grey began to laugh, a bitter, coughing laugh, full of blood and spite. ‘God? God doesn’t visit this little corner of the world,’ Grey leaned forward and whispered, as if telling a great secret, ‘too many of his failures and fuck-ups than he can stand to see all at.