It didn't take Bonnie long to learn everything that I had learned while I was out sowing my wild oats and she became what every man says he wants - a ...hore in the bedroom and a lady out in public. Our sex life was not the norm; even after ten years of marriage we were still having sex five and six times a week. My problem began when Bonnie decided to get a job. We didn't need the money, but with the kids in school she was going crazy being around the house all day without enough to keep her. " I was acting like it wouldn’t matter how much he would try, I'm not going to be a child anymore; I stepped forward, I was scared, I didn’t look in his eyes and tried to run away from that hell as soon as possible, suddenly he twisted my wrist:" Did I let you to leave?" there was violence in his voice, in his palms, his smell; I moaned and said:"You're hurting me" I tried to free my hand but he was clamping my hand with his big hand until I started to cry; I yelled:"It hurts, you sick!" I. The younger sister clenched her hands in the sand as tears of rage and confusion welled up and flooded her eyes. Now there was nothing she could do but watch and remember this moment which was already etched indelibly into her mind like a painful scar she couldn't get rid of.Down below the watching girl, Phil moved his hand over the erect little nipples of Jennifer's breast, while the other man, who seemed a few years older, caressed the rounded plane of her nakedly exposed belly, and thrust. I, completely vulnerable, said nothing. I behaved like a submissive female, just waiting for the male to initiate things.My girl, in the bathroom with us, watched everything moaning from pleasure and masturbating herself.Her hands caressed my butt, separated my cheeks, and she buried a whole finger in my asshole, licking my neck and spanking my ass hard. Sometimes, she would also stroke my cock, which by now was rock-hard. I also stroked hers, which was gigantic compared to mine. I looked at my.