Too much.” She pushed herself as far off as possible, but was only able to withdraw an inch or so of those magnificent, wonderful, incredible pleas...re-probes out of her. Her knees gave way and she again impaled herself, driving both dildos deeply inside her. “AAAAAH!”She felt something hot strike her shoulders, a spurt of warm liquid, a small stream that landed near her neck and slowly ran down her back. Someone had cum on her! She had made him cum! She arched her head backwards, exposing. “You don’t sleep with me,” I went on, “You don’t fuck me, so, I shouldn't be classed as your husband,” I continued, “You do those things with him, so, he should be called your husband.” “You want me to call him my husband?” Sara asked, “You want him to call me, his wife?” Sara went on, “All the time?” “Yes, I do baby,” I replied, “I love being your cuck,” I went on, “I love you being his.” “Okay, I will, and you are okay with sucking his cock, my husband’s cock?” Sara asked, “When you have. Alex just looked at me, not smiling. He was good at this.I continued to struggle as much as I could. “Get off!” I yelled, without really yelling. I didn’t want to worry my neighbors by yelling too loudly. He put his hand over my mouth.“Shut up, you stupid bitch!” That was possibly the meanest thing I’d ever heard him say. And it turned me on.I bit his hand, but it didn’t do much because he had a leather glove on. So I just continued to struggle. He moved his arm off of me to reach down and. She held out the new panties a teasingly said, "Would you like to put these on me?"That will be a switch, you putting panties on me instead of taking them off, she thought and chuckled to herself.He knelt and held them for her to step into then slid them up her legs making sure to take full advantage of the opportunity to slide his hands over her legs and massage her butt cheeks. He made sure the panties were positioned just right encircling her clit with the heart before he pressed down.