He knew his brothers had left; the pickup was gone. The lightwas still on. He could see the small form of his wife, her bodystill pressed on the tab...e, her legs and arms still spread,stretched taut. Her head was completely covered by her dress,and her body was naked, covered with bruises. The rod lay besideher, the handle stained. He said nothing, as he examined thedamage. He noticed the Crisco can, open. It was obvious the beating had been severe, very thorough. Still, the skin. .. Whores. I found a hooker that would let me bareback fuck her. She became the replacement for the sex doll. Again, I would make sure I got her last. Her pussy seemed to hold the cum better and by the time I got to her she would be so sloppy wet. I would be laying at the head of the bed, holding her in my arms. She would be on her back, laying against me. I would watch as load after load of cum was shot inside her. She would talk dirty to me and I would get hold her legs up for each guy to. Terri said with a smile on her pretty face. “I know what you mean. My dick is almost raw with all the fucking we’ve done this week but I’m not complaining,” Mike went on. “It was fun and exciting to watch you with both Don and Ed too. I never in my wildest dreams would have thought you of all people would have fucked a complete stranger let alone a black cock.” “I know. I would have never imaged me doing it myself,” Terri replied. “But I’m sure glad that I did.” “Me too.” Mike said as he. "My head was still spinning with questions; but it was also spinning with unsated lust; the release from my astral-orgasm was only transitory and in a moment I was insatiably horny again. No wonder the men came home from The Widow every month with their cocks bursting from their pants; even if they experience one of those ghostly orgasms, they're still horny and ready to go all over again; it's only the real sex away from the idol that gives them any lasting release.I tried putting together.