After shaving and having a warm shower, I pictured some images of my sexy wife getting pounded in such a wild manner; so I masturbated to those images...I was almost done making breakfast when I heard my wife and her lover coming down the stairs. Anita was wearing her night robe and had her arm around his waist while he was dressed in his work clothes. They came and joined me in the kitchen and I presented them some breakfast.I hurried up with my own breakfast, since I had to clean the master. I started firing into the six men stumbling around blindly. I shot each and the rounds punched through the armor they wore. I turned as I slipped the pistols back into the holsters.I used a special comp to bypass the lock and then started to use the manual crank to open the inner hatch. The others crowded in and as soon as the hatch was wide enough sonic burst spheres were pushed through. They were followed by grenades and smoke and once the hatch was open they dove into the ship.I waited to. . she had heard rumors about girls backing their dogs. Was it possible? Could any woman really stoop to letting herself be screwed by an animal?"Don't be dumb, Angie," she chided herself aloud. "I think the horniness is making you lose your marbles."But a germ of the idea remained, and her face clouded slightly with the vague haze of building lust."Well, may as well go off to my lonely bed," she announced as she rose to her feet. "I doubt if we can expect your mistress home at this hour, Saxon. “Hey, sweetheart, I just wanted you to know we are at Sir’s home and will be all night. Please relax and know I am in good hands and safe. Sir, is taking my phone so don’t try to contact me and bother us tonight. I am his now and you will just hear from me tomorrow when he allows it,” she told him.Ben started to complain so I took the phone and hung it up for her, putting it in my jacket pocket.Mike had punched in the code for the gate at my driveway and then pulled up to my front door. He.