He continued this on the sexy stranger while she whispered words of encouragement into his ear. “Yes, that’s it. More, More!” Jason then added a...other finger and picked up the pace, making sure to hit all the right spots. Another minute of mad hammering and she reached a breaking point. She grabbed Jason’s head and arched her back and cried out as she exploded with cum all over Jason’s hand. When she fell back down onto the bead Jason looked down at her. He had a look of mad lust in his eyes. "I guess that there would be no harm. We're not in public, after all. Alright, let's hear one of yours first. We can take turns talking about our desires," Walter chuckled, realizing that his wife had a delightfully nasty side.By his standards, she was the ideal woman, he was already married to her, and yet he had nearly lost her to his own bad habits. He also feared that she might have had an affair, since she felt neglected recently. If so, he would have to be a little unpleasant, but he. I told them it was. They promised me police protection and I told them to get the bastards that had raped me and led to my mutilation. They told me that they thought I was the third man that the gang had done, but that the previous two had been too ashamed and afraid to testify. They also showed me mug shots of a bunch of men and I picked out the two who had stripped, shaved raped and imprisoned me. The rest of the men I sucked off had been behind the wall. They told me to watch the news. Raw rage. He fucked me so roughly my pussy was literally hurting. I felt it pulsing and throbbing. I was almost at my release when I felt him smack my ass. Hard. That was enough to send me over the edge. "What was that for?" "Punishment for interrupting earlier." I grinned but fell back as he continued to pound NY sore pussy. "Uncle Mike that hurts." He gripped my hips harder and went faster and rougher if that was even possible. I immediately found my release building back up again and I heard.