I was very surprised when I saw Emma. Instead of the very overweight woman I was accustomed to, I saw a younger, even prettier version of my wife. She...had the same hourglass figure. Her ass looked simply incredible in the jeans she was wearing to show off her new body. She was rather shorter than my wife, barely over five feet. She looked so petite and gorgeous now, and I had trouble believing this was the same dumpy woman I had known for so long. She wore a loose top that left her midriff. And one couldn?t even call it a bed... it wasa narrow strip of metal... about 2 feet by 5 feet with loops at the cornerswhere he tied the ropes. please don?t hurt me... I whispered... laughing... he said-baby I don?t want to hurt you, as long as you do what I want. Never I screamed-let me go.? "I don?t like banshees" he said... pulling meup... forcing my head back and pulling my hair... he caught my jaws and openedmy mouth and rammed his cock in... his smelly un washed cock. I gagged at. The dirtier their descriptions the more I liked it – Sue told me later that she felt exactly the same; it heightened the sense of dirtiness for her. Wow!As last time we finished with a nice bukkake session and everyone came off on her face or tits. There was a general agreement that Sue now needed to be “cleaned up” so we all trooped off into the en-suite bathroom and Sue crouched in the bath as we all peed over her, washing the cum away. Sue was happy for the guys to piss on her face and she. Well after we divorced she made ends meet by working as an escort. She would have been willing to do me and my friend Scot, but he said that just talking to her was a total turn off. It cost me a days sky lift ticket, a luxury room with it's own hot tub, a bottle of good champagne, two Quaalude's, and 300 dollars. She skied all day, drank the champagne, soaked in the hot tub, took the pills, and went to bed. Scot and I entered the room later, finding her completely passed out under the thin.