They had an average, middle-aged sex life, meaning they screwed two or three times a week, but he wanted more, and he wanted her to chase him around o...casionally. Yet, despite all his complaints, it came through pretty clearly that he loved his wife dearly and had absolutely no intention of leaving her. He just didn’t want her to be fat, stupid, and lazy.Hmmm! What to do? With him still under my control, something like a post-hypnotic command, I followed him to a small ranch home in a nearby. He pushes the head of his huge cock towards her anus. This time I can see as she is penetrated. It goes faster. Three thrusts, and he has buried his member inside my girlfriend's ass."Oh yes!!" She shouts "You're ripping me apart!" She aggressively pushes her ass back on his cock and arches her back.The guy delivers two stinging slaps to her soft buttcheeks and grabs her hair. The other guy has sat down on the sofa, and just keeps himself hard while watching. After a little while, he gets up. Suddenly Karen clamped her legs around my head tightly and roughly pushed my head into her lap. She looked down and whispered "Faster, slave. Make me come hard, and I will have mercy on you. HAH! Fat chance of that; just lick me good and make me come, bitch!"This was the first time she had ever called me a bitch. I guess it was to help reinforce the mistress/slave role playing. I kissed her pussy lips and flicked my tongue on her clit hard, slobbering all over her lap as I eagerly lapped up her. Blushing I didn't know what to do. Mr king pushed my legs apart and poured some oil on my them. As he massaged my thighs his fingers or thumb rubbed against my balls. Finishing up my legs he said, I think it's time to work on your stiffest muscle. Opening my eyes I watched him coat his hands with massage oil. My heart nearly stopped when he wrapped his fingers around my dick. I reached up to cover myself, but he pushed my hands away. Relax, he said. You're going to like this. I was shaking, I.