..yes...."....a slap...."I...a naughty girl....I deserve it...".....two slaps...."god...not more.....fuck me....oh oh....."Beebeep.....a picture.....m... wifes face.....grims of orgasm.....Beebeep....picture zoomed out.....wife on all four, tits hanging, a man behind her, pulling her hair, her head is forced backwards......Beebeep....picture..she laid on her back, on top of a man....feet spread wide, pussylips apart....and a fat swollen dick in her butt.Then silence....long silence.....The. After Marisa woke up she went into the master bathroom. I could soon afterwards here the water from the shower running. Jerome within minutes got up himself and went into the bathroom too. I could hear muffled talking through the wall then everything went quite except for the sound of running water. This was soon broken by my wife's voice, moaning in pleasure. This went on for near ten minutes at which point I figured they were having sex in our shower. Later that afternoon they had sex again. I stare up and him pleading. "What bitch, you need to piss" he taunts. I nod tearfully. "Ask me nicely" he responds. "Please sir may I piss" I whisper. "Nice but not nice enough" he responds. "Does my piss slut need to squat and empty her bladder" he asks "maybe if you begged me, begged me like the nasty piss slut that you are, maybe if you promised to be a good cunt and obey me then I might let you piss". I take a deep breath, my eyes start to sting. He knows that I am humiliated by this, by. Her pace increased as did her breathing. She was ready to cum as she slammed back on the magnificent tool filling her pussy. She held his cock deep inside her as her eyes rolled back. She was shaking uncontrollably causing her to ride him a little more. When the orgasm passed she rolled off, exhausted. Her pussy was dripping wet and wide open from being stretched."He's all yours Ada."I wanted him from behind, so I got on my knees. He got up, his cock still glistening from Michelle's pussy. He.