Will stared at his wife of seven years, retracing the shapes and contours of her body that he'd come to know so well. He studied her long brown hair, ...he swell of her breasts and the curve of her hip, and before he knew it, he was hard. "Seven years of marriage and she still turns me on," he thought to himself. Slowly, Will untangled his fingers from his wife's hair and began to carefully crawl down the bed until he was between her legs. He gently pushed them apart and was rewarded with a. ” Now she’s smiling at me hungrily.“Thanks, but I’m fairly sure I left it at the club last night,” I hedge, not sure how to respond to her.“The club, huh? I’ll bet you were dancing with some skinny sluts there too, when you could have had a real woman, like me.” She steps closer to me, and I want to back away, especially as I can feel a slight drain in my energy, and I know that whatever’s been happening to me lately is in effect again. I hold my ground instead. I really don’t want to be. They had crossed into Mexico!Shortly the car stopped again and she heard a conversation in English.“White blonde, blue eyes. Good condition. You pay me $8,000 like last time.”“Last time we paid $5,000. Let’s see her.”Angela was dumped out of the burlap bag onto the ground, naked in front of strangers who inspected her, poked her, pinched her skin, scratched their heads then said:“Yeah, she’ll do. $5,000. Get us more and we’ll pay $5,000 each.”“OK. $5,000. You want red-head next time? Has. Ruth went into her office door and sat at her desk but then, overcome by theneed to come, spread her legs wide apart and started to masturbate but hadnot yet come when her manager entered the room without knocking. Without prompting,Ruth stood up, kissed him and pulled him onto her, desperate for his cock. The next few days at work were horrible for Ruth. Each day, she wore an outfitwhich left little to the imagination. Her dresses were sheer, skin tight affairswhich were wet-look, leather,.