She had 34-B breasts—B-plus, I always told her—an excellent figure and nice legs. The shrew standing there screaming at me with hatred in her face...was a sodden, stumpy caricature of a women.“WHAT THE HELL’S WRONG WITH YOU, YOU JERK!” she brayed.I don’t know what I’d expected—maybe some kind of apology, perhaps a little remorse? Apparently not. On the other hand, I could go on offense too.“YOU GODDAMN SLUT WHORE!” I roared. I’m just under six-feet tall and I’m blessed with a fairly deep voice. Joel was determined to remain silent, regardless of his excitement, butthe occasional mewl escaped his throat as he was fucked, bent over thekitchen bench.Eventually, Joel's cock started to drip precum, and he couldn't helphimself he started actively meeting Tyrone's trusts.Trish had recovered slightly, but lay on the floor, red eyed, watchingher husband's debasement.Even caged, Tyrone was going to push Joel over the edge.Joel began to experience his second prostate orgasm, against his will,. “No please, don’t stop” I gasped as I came out of my pleasure reverie.Stephie was laughing and trying to cover her mouth with one hand while the other rested on Candy’s shoulder.“Aw, does someone need release?” Candy teased.“Yes, oh please don’t tease me, Candy.”Candy dropped my dick like it was a hot potato.Salvation entered the room in the form of my sister, Stephie, who murmured, “Ohhh, I like the sound of that, Howie!” and plucked my boner out of the air---well, not quite, but you get the. I orgasmed immediately on penetration panting furiously as I experienced sexual activities I never knew existed.My mind swirled with sexual thoughts as his cock basically plotted into me. I wanted to experience sex like this more often. I wanted to experience different cocks and I wanted to be a hot slut wife. After tonight my husband and I will be experiencing a very different sex life. I felt no shame, kneeling with my legs wide apart as a total stranger drove his huge cock deep inside my.