. Jack's contorted lust-expressioned face and Sue's as they groveled in one another's private sweating parts... God! God! It was all there in her mind...as vivid now as it had been when she'd witnessed it. She felt a little nauseous, a little ashamed, but yet overwhelmingly angry; Jack had violated a sacred marital trust, the very essence of love and their relationship... She didn't know what to do. Actually, she wanted to hurt him, do something to pain him as he had pained her... retribution.... I was having mind blowing orgasms all the time. But, still I dreamed of having sex with multiple men. I wanted to be treated like a whore. I wanted to be a naughty girl for an evening. I wanted to be called a slut. The idea of these things really turned me on.I wanted to be fucked so many times in one night that my cunt would hurt the next day. I never had that kind of sex ever in my life. These ideas really excited me. When I masturbated, I’d fantasize about having a gang-bang. I dreamed of. Was she really begging me to jerk off in our brand new kitchen? Was she actually ordering me to cum all over her black yoga pants? I should have accepted it for the privilege that it was. Instead, I got greedy, giving her no chance to react, as I lunged forward and slammed my cock smack up against her butt, a forceful collision softened by the leggings and the meaty flesh underneath, the perfect cushion for my throbbing penis to grind against her smooth, velvety rump.She let out a terrified. He just sat there, his eyes locked onto mine, his head shaking back and forth, back and forth. I unclipped the remaining earring from my left ear. "It's these," I said, searching the covers and finding the other one that was responsible for my current predicament. I held them up close to him so that he could see what I was talking about."They do pretty incredible things, man," I said with a sardonic smile on my face. "I found 'em on the island, tried them out, and, um... one thing lead to.