The leader says that he wants my wife brought back again, maybe next week-end. He says that she needs more ass fisting so the guys can duble fuck her ...ss. I asked the woman how long my wife was going to be in this warehouse? She asked why. I tried to explain my concern that these guys sounded okay, but I was afraid that they might decide to hurt her more and more. Since her husband was still there and I was chatting with her on instant messenger, she called him on his cell phone and had him ask. Her skin tingled. ‘Do you like looking at your naked wife even if a thousand other men looked before you?’ By the pained expression on his face, Laura knew the words stung and she felt both mean and powerful. ‘Honey, I’m trying to get a grip on this — thing. But it’s eating me alive.’ Tom stood and walked to the window, parted the drapes and stared outside. ‘The old adage, ‘Men use money to get sex and women use sex to get money’ keeps running through my head.’ Stuffing his hands in his. This was the first chance I'd had to see her close up. I could see every detail of her nipples thru her shirt. My hands caressed her sides, and moved down past her ass and down her legs. She must have been a little bit ticklish as she let out a little giggle. She had a little goosebumps on her arms and her nipples got a little harder. She turned a full 180 degrees so I could see her perfect ass. The g- string was the only thing covering her. This was the most perfect ass I'd ever seen. Tight,. “What?” he asked.“Nothing, see you.” “We’re not telling him about this are we?” “Not at all, my sex life is none of their business.” I told him.“Okay, hey, since I’m going over later on how about you keep this with you. And by with you I mean in you.” he smiled, handing me a pink toy that we’ve used on occasion.“Let me guess, you’re gonna keep the remote?” I asked, moaning as he pushed his hands into my pants and pushed the toy into my pussy.“Of course I will, but for now you’ll take it. Leave.