‘You’re great in bed,’ I said. She glared some more. ‘Do you want me to leave?’ She shook her head, and motioned for me to get back into the...bed with her. She spooned up to me, her back against my chest. I reached across her, flicked off the light, and within minutes we were both asleep. *** I awoke to the darkness and her warmth. Thirsty from the altitude and the sex, I did my best to disentangle ourlimbs without disturbing her slumber. I padded over to the bathroom, closed the door, and ran. “Let’s find out if this sissy is as much of a pervert slut as his wife is...” one of the men said behind me as I felt my wrists being forced together behind my back and secured together using the leather cuffs that had not been used so far.“Your wife is a right fucking slut...you must have been too busy dressing in panties and sucking cock to satisfy her, but don’t worry we have been satisfying her...well us and hundreds of others. There is nothing your slutty wife wont do...but don’t worry. It seemed to last for ever until eventually I gradually came back to the world. I looked down at him, running my fingers through his hair and smiled........."Mmmm...that was good, darling.......please do it again.....keep licking"Before I really put my next plan in action, I decide to wait for him to make another attempt and have another failure. Weeks go by and I almost give up on the plan to have a "three strikes you're out" approach. But finally, after over three weeks, he decides to try. She really was narcissistic, she had to admit. 'At least I am not such a cold-hearted bastard like Andrew!' A new anger wave flowed through her body, followed by sadness as she had to think about Andrews buff body and that deliciously hung penis... No, she would never ever go back to that asshole one more time. He had definitely broken her heart too often. Enough is enough.She took a deep breath and continued inspecting her body.Her large perky EE tits were certainly not the biggest ones in.