Walter was on his hands and knees near the fireplace, winded and heaving in lungsfull of air.“Tell her you dozy prat. I’ll tell her that you offer...d yourself to me for a few quid to go out on the town. She’s already jealous of you; she’ll believe me over you,” he sneered.“I’d rather be mounted by a pig than by you!” Mary snorted.Walter shot out a hand and gripped Mary by the ankle. He yanked her feet out from under her and she tumbled to the floor.“Well you might get to make that comparison. Should I be concerned about other people who see it and know us" asked my wife."I am not going to tell anyone else, but maybe we need to make any chat room shows private from now on" said Jason."That sounds good, we will do that from now on" said both Doug and my wife at the same time."OK all in favor" asked Ida to a chorus of yes from everyone."So now what can we do about your black man fantasy you want to have" asked Doug while looking at my wife."Well I want to do it and after all this is. I moved my hips back and forth…he got even harder. My lips tilted up in a slight grin, knowing it was me that made him horny as hell. As Stephen’s fingers sought my swollen clit, I got so hot I couldn’t stand much more. I leaned forward and put my hands against the shower wall, begging him to take me from behind. I wanted it doggie style so I could get the full thrust of that hot shaft of his deep inside of my already soaked pussy. ‘Fuck me now!’ I pleaded in earnest, waiting for him to place. Why shouldn't I kill you?"That brings new tears to her eyes. She's almost lost all hope. I can hear it in her breaking voice. "Please. I want to go home." You're pathetic, but don't worry. I'm not going to kill you. And you'll probably be home soon."Her eyes light up, but then I say, "But I'm not finished yet."I go over to the dresser and pull out a tattoo gun and a ball gag. I plug the tattoo machine into the wall and climb into bed. I straddle her hips and look into Terry's face. Her eyes.