The cool spray was showering over us and they just stood transfixed as if trying to pretend nothing was happening. I took my chance while they were in...the grip of their day dreams and swam off at speed back to the shore where Doug was. "OK you two and Doug" I said wagging my finger as Max and Brad came ashore puffing. "There's a deal here right! You three! I said pointing at them are unfit aren't you? The three of you all stopped playing rugby two years ago: And I don't want to hear about any. I arrived inside our apartment to find my husband asleep in bed, my dinner in the warming drawer, and two wineglasses on the counter. One empty, one full. I sat down heavily with my dinner, and as I drank the wine, I stared at his empty glass, musing on what I was doing with my life. It wasn't like I'd blown him off for dinner, and yet...it sort of was. Was this spousal abuse of some kind? I didn't know and was too drowsy to think too much about it.I forgot, clearly, that you aren't supposed to. I felt my buzz intensify. he took the bottle out and poured the remaining foam on my face. he told me to beg for his cock and made me see admit to being a fag and liking cock. At this point i was fucking horny as shit. i had to admit i liked the thrill or being humiliated and abused. I felt like a worthless cum slut with the sole purpose of letting men get off in my ass. After pleading he laid down on top of me taking his arms underneath my thighs spreading them out to the side. As he did this. It seemed pretty special for the two of us to lose our virginity together like that. I did not have a clue what was really going on and it was quick. The boy came inside me, her too, I was surprised we did not get pregnant then." Then she went on to say that after that first time her and her friend turned nymphos and fucked every guy they could find. "Her mom got us both on the pill, and we just went nuts!" mom said with a laugh. "I lost count of how many guys I had been with, old guys, fat.