I worry about that happening. Hell, Jess, we're not even married and you're already a slut 'wife' and I'm your cuck."She kissed me, tenderly. "No matt...r what, my heart will always be yours. It doesn't matter who owns my pussy." Then she smiled. "Besides, tell me the thought of your petite little girlfriend getting fucked out of her mind by a huge black bull doesn't get you hard as a rock."The bitch of it was, she was right.Leonard arrived at 10:00 a.m. the following morning. He was a bit under. Jenny had arrived with a couple of bottles of wine. The first was already gone, and we were putting a pretty good dent in the second one. I guess we were both becoming a little tipsy. Then she started to talk about that last summer --- that last summer when our sexplay had almost got out of hand. "I was mean to you, Davy," she giggled. "What do you mean, s*s?" "I used to tease you," she said, her laughter making those big, beautiful, braless tits shimmy under her blouse. "It was kinda fun,. Reaching between my legs Cody grabbed my balls, rolling them between his fingers like a magician performing a coin trick. His soft touch charmed the pants right off me my cock twitched as he lightly ran his finger up my shaft tickling the underneath of my crown and for a second I though I was going to pop my wad into the fire, ooohhhh what a waste that would be. Our conversation quickly faded, like the last flames flickering across the hot bed of coals. Cody took my hand and led me back to our. ", I said meekly, with eyes lowered."Yes, I know", she replied.Shame shot though me. I blushed."I am looking for a big breasted slut to use me." Damn you to hell, sweet pig. I suppose you need to be abused?",she replied lustfully.I was mortified. Was my need for abuse that obvious?"Yes mistress. Please slap my tits."I stood facing her. She smiled cuelly, took my tits out of my dress,and slapped them hard. I nearly fell over. Shame filled me. Lustradiated from the wounds. I looked.
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