She moaned again. She didn’t feel pain anymore. Only pleasure coursed through her body as each slap landed. She could feel herself reaching the edge... She kept moaning and he kept whacking. Once or twice he even slapped her swollen and wet pussy lips. She just wriggled her ass in response, her groans of passion deeper and lustier. She was feeling something she had never felt before and she was loving it!“You are a cheap slut who loves getting punished. You’re just a dirty little cum-slut!” With. "You like that? You like thinking about your wife fucking a big black cock? Hmmmm? Riding it? Sucking it, grinding on it?" Oh shit... She was staring into my eyes while talking like this and jerking me off... It was too much... "Fuck baby I'm gonna cum."She immediately went down on me and started sucking me wildly. I blew my load so hard I started to feel light headed and like my heart was going to stop because it was beating so hard.My wife finished draining me, pulled her head bank and said. "You need to get something through your thick skull. The Task Force is history! Your career is very likely gone! The only shot I have to keep you out of prison is to figure out who in the hell is behind this. It was bad enough when you were playing secret games with the warrants. Elizabeth, you have moved on from simple misconduct to tampering with evidence to official oppression to conspiracy to commit murder." I think you're overstating things," Elizabeth told me."Your cops framed Huntley and. We got to our room and I plonked the wife on the bed whilst Phil fixed us some more drinks from the mini bar. Phil handed out the drinks and we chatted about our jobs, homes, life experiences etc. Phil sat in a chair right opposite my wife who was sat on the edge of the bed sipping a Martini. Phil was looking straight up her dress at her long sexy nylon legs. It wasn’t long before the Martini finally tipped my wife over the alcohol edge causing her to lay back on the bed with her legs slightly.