I want Angela to fuck me while I suck you! I want to be your sex slave! I want to be your fuck toy. I want a cock in my ass and one in my throat!" You...can take off my boxers now."I dropped to my knees and pulled on his boxers, his cock sprang free, tempting me to take it into my mouth immediately. Phil sat down in the chair and spread his legs. "You may lick my balls now."I was on my hands and knees licking his balls with my ass lewdly swaying as Angela spread lubricant on my anus, her finger. I imagine the walls of her pussy gripping me tightly as her anger causes her to clamp down inadvertently. She would scream at me, "Asshole!" and wriggle out from under me as soon as I relax my grip. I can picture her cursing at me as she stomps into the bathroom.I can't deny the thought turns me on, but I don't like the idea of upsetting her. Perhaps it would turn her on? I imagine her being so wrapped up in her rising pleasure that she can't or doesn't want to stop me. I imagine her reaction. And they called me a witch and the scum of the Earth. I stood as best I could. Not feeling any pain for the rage I felt. No one looked away long enough to see me stand. Too preoccupied with raping a corpse were they. I wanted to scream, but that would get me no where. The men were shouting up a storm, cheering their lecherous friend on. I could have thrown up on them all, the scum. Reaching out to the man closest to me, I pulled his dagger out of his belt. He did not even notice me removing. And, judging from what Mark just did,” Becky alluded to my thumbs-up sign, “He’s ready to not only forgive you, as I am, but to take you to bed as well. Yes, we had you on speaker.”“Mom, do me a favor and don’t get angry or jealous, at least not too much, but I have plans to smooth things over with Dad. If these plans work out as I hope, well, we’ll see, but I suspect that he’ll be a brand new man. Maybe not ideal for you, even so, but a changed fellow for sure. Who knows what the future might.