I was really scared at what was going on.’ ‘I remember that, you were very strange the day after and you wouldn’t let me see you without clothes...on for a week. You had bruises didn’t you?’ ‘Yes, he punched me, pulled me, pinched me, it was horrible. He virtually raped my bottom and I was sore as hell front and back. I didn’t think I was naive but after that session I knew I didn’t know the half of it. In a way though it was good, it made me examine how I felt about him. Was I really in love. She could smell the delight I obtained from her body, what she saw burning in my eyes greed, greed that wouldn’t be sated by just lingering looks. Her slender mocha hand collapsed, delayed, about her cunnie, covering it from my inquisitive eyes, the arm of her other hand wrapping around her considerable chest, it didn’t much block her flesh from view as the flesh of her breasts spilled and enveloped her forearm that protectively sheathed her innocent, unexplored assets. I should mention that. They rested for a moment, then my wife leaned down and sucked his dick clean of their juices. Unlike me, Jays' cock quickly stiffened back to full life, and soon he was working his fucksnake inside my wife's steamy pussy. My wife is normally pretty quiet during sex, but with Jay, she was freely moaning and telling him repeatedly how good his big dick felt inside her. He nailed her on her side, then stood her up and bent her over the bed edge, and doggied her, feeling up her swaying boobs in the. The position pushes her shoulderblades back and her tits out. It looks very uncomfortable. Carol never saysa word. Her tits have clamps on the nipples which are removed periodicallyby one of her owners. Carol's pain is obvious as they pull the clamps off.When she is seated, her short skirt barely covers her cunt. Once, when I hadgotten a bonus from an advertising client for an exceptionally good job, MistressSusan removed my cockcage and had me stand in front of ?Carol the Cunt?. MistressSusan.