There was no hair dryer or even a curling iron from days past in our cabin. I was always physically fit and quite popular with the men, but I ended up...with the only one that ever mistreated me. Abe had this sadistic desire to hurt me mentally and physically as he would tell me what he planned to do when he returned after a day in the wild looking for food. I was unable to wear a bra because of his desire to come up behind me and grab by small breasts and pinch or squeeze them until I cried.. I licked the length, of her pink and puffy pussy, tasting the metallic tang of her beautiful scent and I was completely taken over. 'That's it slut, soothe my pussy after that hard pounding. I bet you'd like to stick your little cock inside me wouldn't you?'I moaned a yes, as I stick my tongue as deep as it would go, trying to taste more of her. She giggled and stood up. 'on your back,' she said, as she squatted on my face, 'Eat my arsehole.' I did as commanded, licking away at her exposed. “Let’s just say it runs in the family,” She said. That kind of shocked me. “What runs in the family?” “My mom and dad have a lot of sex,” She said plainly. “What they tell you this?” “My mom has,” She said simply. “Ugh…I don’t want to think about my parents having sex,” I said. “Well, your existence is a testament to your parents having sex,” She said, trying to bug me. “Ugh…mental picture, new topic! New topic!” We continued driving for another hour or so before pulling into the driveway. We. Anita and Barry helped me to get into his car.I pretended to be passed out as I lay reclined in the back seat.Barry drove, with my sexy wife sitting by his side.They made small talk, but I could see Barry’s hand on her thigh…He asked if she had ever been with a black guy; my wife giggled and replied a bit nervously saying no. But she was lying, since she had a couple of black lovers during some time as we were newlyweds…But I heard Ana asking him if he had been with a white woman. Barry got.