I liked to be fucked with that tongue of his. As he was fucking me so well I started moving around a lot. I almost couldn't control my actions. He hit...my g-spot with flying colors. Then I started screaming. “Oh shit, shit, shit Steve you are hitting my g-spot and you are gonna make me cum now,” I screamed. As I came everywhere, there was a knock on the door. “You are not giving birth already are you?” Michelle asked. “Sorry mom, I'm just really enjoying my finance right now. We'll try and keep. Wemanaged to get a few to phone home, and a few to come with us, andthen to get them into a refuge centre for woman.I became very confident with the time I spent with Isabell, I nowfound myself thinking and acting like a normal girl would.It was one morning at breakfast that Isabell let slip that money wasbecoming tight, being honest I had not given that side of things muchthought.I was going to the shops a few days later when I saw an advert for awaitress in a local tea shop. I said to myself,. And ... she stopped ... right before her lips reached my aching cock. "Hey!"My wife had pulled Cara off me, back onto her back. "Now, Bill, you've already had her. It's only fair I get to have her too. Right?" And with that, she buried her face in between Cara's legs. My wife - eating out another woman! She must have been doing a thorough job because Cara's fingernails brought blood from my stomach. I wrestled against my cuffs, wanting to break free and suck her nipples while my wife ate her.. Dave was laughing maniacally. Knock it off asshole. yelled at Dave. He looked at me shocked. He could see the rage in my eyes. I am much bigger and stronger than Dave and he knew that I could have pounded him to a pulp if I chose to. I would have ended this torture sooner had it not been for my respect for Shannons commitment to be his property. Dave eased up on the gas and continued cautiously down the rutted road. Minutes later we coasted to a stop in front of a two story farm house. Without.