I could hear him groaning on camera, I could hear me screaming and shouting, ‘Oh God,’ over and over. I could hear Alan whisper to himself, stroki...g his cock, watching his wife get fucked.To say Tomas had stamina would be an understatement. He carried on for ages, fucking me hard. Every thrust had felt so fucking good, I loved being filled by young men and the squeak of the bedsprings must have been a dead giveaway for anyone in the room next door. I hadn’t cared at the time and I didn’t care. We live in a world where sex is out there 24/7. Drugs, alcohol, immorality, sex is everywhere. Every magazine, almost every television show, the Internet is loaded with it. For a marriage to last, a couple has to work extremely hard at it or accept the consequences. Last I heard fifty percent of marriages end in divorce. Second marriages don't fair a whole lot better.Look! I'm not preaching to you. I'm one of the statistics; my marriage is on its way to ending and I'm still trying to save it.. Rebecca meekly complied, turning around, and began to spread her legs. As they got further open, she could feel the air on her asshole and knew that they could see her most intimate part. As her legs reached four feet apart again, she felt the ache in her legs from the strain of spreading her legs so wide. She hesitantly reached back and grabbed each cheek, pulling them apart, revealing her asshole for them."Put your fingers closer to your asshole and stretch your cheeks for us," the Commander. I continued to look for some food. I was craving an apple. What that would be? he questioned. None of your business, I countered. Oh really? Looked like to me that whatever you were thinking about, you were enjoying, he said. I knew he was getting ready to pick on me in the most immature way like he always did. I didnt say anything. I found the apples, finally, and reached to get them as he continued talking. Izzy, were you thinking about my dick? he said teasingly. He was such a cocky guy. He.