They sit like this for awhile, breathing heavily, and enjoy still being as one. She then gets up, and cleans up a bit. coming back into the room, she...dips a strawberry in the chocolate, eats it, and then begins making dinner in her outfit. He gets up and does the same for himself, although he puts on a pair of shorts before coming back out. he helps out, but mostly just watches, a small smile on his face. This sight is just turning him on more, as she knew it probably would. She affects a. I replaced the head of the shower back against its post and smiled downward at her. She was huddled and crying, a sad pathetic excuse for the role model she had wanted to be and was, in actuality. I spat upon her before tossing her a towel, my spit hitting right into her eye. Just a last little straw, after all, I was looking to break in a girl to become a slave, a play thing for me and all my friends. With the towel, she quickly wrapped her body. Each of the boys sighed, unhappy that the. When she was done, she removed the dildo from her pussy, an and lifted her t-shirt to show her tits to James. I had seen enough, laying down in the grass outside my home in the dark peeking into window was starting to get uncomfortable. So I made my way back into the house. It was 12am and my wife was in the basement fucking around with another man. It actually turned me on… So I asked myself, how do I use this to my advantage. Then it hit me, why don’t I sit her down in the morning, tell her. I play with her breasts, toying with her nipples in my hands. She writhes on her left hand as she determinedly clutches my cock in her right. No words, but her gasps and groans set me ablaze. I don’t speak, my groans match hers. I can hear the wetness of her pussy as she plays and rocks and bounces.She removes her left hand from her soaked pussy, and wraps it around my throbbing, flaming cock. Moving her mouth away from me, she arises, and slowly, almost as if being watched from afar, she.