." I whispered "Daddy" over and over again. After you had pulled my nightie down, and was then exchanging sucks on my titties. I wanted to ask you t... fuck me right then. I cannot begin to explain how great your cock felt, pressed against my soft pussy and clit. At that point, I didn't care which hole you were fucking me in. The dildo helped. But I needed your cock inside of my pussy Daddy! I loved it when you put your hands on my hips and helped me grind and push my pussy harder against. We both missed New Orleans, but I needed a job and one materialized shortly after moving to our new adopted state. I would have never believed that I'd be kneeling in some posh home of some rich fucking white guy, jacking off and watching my wife getting it from both ends by a bunch of strange men. But here we were. The big boss had called me into his office the morning after the party and after a bunch of hedging, he finally came to the point that he and a few of his friends would like to. Her willingness to move was enough for me to continue.She was wearing a dress, which made getting where I wanted easier. I ran my fingers from her stomach to her neck without touching either breast. I propped myself above her by putting a hand on either side of her. She looked relaxed with her eyes closed. I leaned down and touched her lips with mine.Kissing had to be a part of it.I put more of my weight on top her, which freed a hand. I touched her stomach and moved up to cup a small breast.. The meetings were fantastic for me, and torture for Bill. He insisted on coming though, he wanted to keep me safe. Initially, he would literally just sit and play games on his phone. Or watch TV, but eventually, he got bullied into participating. Bonnie loved to force him to do things he was uncomfortable doing. But he did them anyway because he wanted to be there for me.“So, you see if anyone is due punishment for this, it’s me. Punish me, do whatever, but please leave Bill alone.”“It wasn’t.