“Hurt me. Abuse me. Fuck me like a piece of meat. Fuck me till I scream. Fuck me till I beg you to stop and keep on going.” Her words are poisonou... acid, melting control and corrupting my soul.Untapped aggression loosens its screws and I roar. Annabelle’s laugh is cruel enjoyment. She cups my ass and rolls us back over, legs scissoring tightly around my waist.“Hurt me, baby.”I find her nipples and pinch the eraser-like tips until she yelps for more. I yank her small form up. Teeth replace. The guy checking us in was discrete and didn't ask any questions.In the elevator ride up to the room, we managed to keep our hands off each other but the sexual tension was electric. I know my cock was stirring. My cock went from stirring to hard when the Married Guy told me that he would like me to fuck him.This was news to me, to date the Married Guy had sucked me off but any anal sex had been with me on the receiving end.The hotel room door had barely closed when we started making out. . Then he pulled the sheet off them both as he moved himself between her legs standing upright on his knees as he continued to finger her.Then he dropped down the bed as she tried to stop him but he was soon laid between her legs using his tongue as he had his fingers. She was moaning gently now as his hands reached for her ample breasts as his tongue delved into her almost eating her. She knew she was getting damper by the second as her back arched as she lifted her bottom off the bed as his. Her clothes were mainly for me. She wouldn’t be in them very long. I couldn’t believe my baby was going to be a gang-bang princess. I wondered if she’d like getting used by so many men. I knew the thought of it was hot to think about. This was the grandest of her fantasies.The threesome was small potatoes. This was going to be a grand event.My friend Damon would be at the club. He would just hang out with me while we watched my girlfriend be used in every direction. It was going to be fun..