... I finally got one free of her bra, and they must be Dcups!"Sissy started to have trouble breathing, and she thought she was going to blackout, but...the one feeding her mouth let her come up for air. As her mouth poppedoff of the cock, she gasped for air."So you like my meat, little one?"Sissy nodded her head while trying to clear the cobwebs out, but just as quicklyshe was forced down on his cock again. The pressure this time was stronger, andthe cock head went right back into her throat. I snuck into my basement tool room from a side door and I good a look at what was going on. There was my petite 110 pound small breasted wife lying naked on the couch. Her legs were spread wide open and were wrapped around some biker thug who was on top of her pounding her pussy. This guy was huge, with a body builder’s physique, long hair and tattoos all over his body. On his forearm was tattooed his name “Dale”. I couldn’t believe what I heard and saw next, Dale said to my wife “where’s the. Can I have my wine, please? And maybe you should light the joint. I could use a little stimulation.”Tom stared sourly at his wife. “Stop being unreasonable, love. You liked being with Charlee tonight. What’s the problem?”“I’m not the one with a problem, Tom. Cooperation runs both ways.”The conversation, and the lovemaking ended there.Things were expectedly constrained between husband and wife the next few days. Melanie and Martin returned from the grandparents on Sunday; Monday morning, Penny. It's happening right now, do you understand that? It's trying to kill him right now!"A pair of arms slide around her, and Laura's voice says, "Elena, Jesus Elena, calm down!"Her hand aches dully, and cradling it in her left, she wonders distractedly if she's managed to break anything. Realistically, how much time does she have? It's not as though her viewings come with a time stamp, but she ordinarily has an idea of approximately when they will take place. This one, this one had felt so.