Well... I won'tgo into the sordid details, but suffice it to say that we were upstairsin our bed pretty darned quickly and let me tell you - when you'...e onthe bottom with your legs spread, your knees bent and your wife ispounding your penis into her while her knees are nearly touching...well, it changes you. Believe me, it does. How? Well, you don't feellike a man at all, you don't feel as if you have any control over thesituation whatsoever, and you realize that your wife, who is. The bag was almost empty when she walked into bathroom I could not jump up I was to full. She had the coffee pot with her and said I needed a little more. I told her I could not take anymore. she just said I will take some more she rub my belly and was milking my cock that was rock hard at this point. She had a look in her eye that had planned this part. She filled the bag again and now I felt like I was going to blow up. I could feel it leaking out my ass. Shes still rubbing my belly and. I ached in places I didn’t know existed, was covered in sweat and cum, his and mine, add a goodly amount of slaver, or drool if you prefer. Plus I was so full of dog cum I felt bloated and doubted I’d stop leaking for a week. The scratches were almost inconsequential compared to everything else. In the past I’ve been used by multiple dogs one after the other, that was intense but King put them to shame. Not that he fucked me all the time, as virile as he is that’s beyond even his ability.King. “It is your father she was threatening.”“That cold bastard should get what he deserves,” she spats. “I would love nothing more than to drive the knife into his black heart, but I will not do it at the cost of my company.”“So why not just come to the police?” he asks, pretending to be puzzled by her decision. “That seems like the best route to take. Otherwise people could get hurt or killed like Ms. Asano.”“What I should have done is a little irrelevant now, Detective,” she points out. “What’s.