Now that was history. I guess I was good sex but Pete was great sex. I felt utterly betrayed more than anything else. She had let him fuck her long be...ore she had let me. I felt like a fool, the clown, and I wondered how they must have laughed as they continued to fool around behind my back.I sat there for what seemed like hours as I relived every precious day I had spent with Karen. They all took on a different meaning when I thought all those days she had been slipping around fucking my old. All of a sudden, she pulled out a paper and victoriously held it up, making her breasts bounce a last time, the nipples still taunting me through her top. “Found it!” She had turned a little red in the face, and flicked her hair behind her ear. She began skimming the document. When she reached the last page however, her face became a little solemn. Uh oh. Her face quickly lit up again as she whisked a pen off the lectern and scribbled something down. She looked up again at me and smiled at me. He looked at me and put his finger to his lips in a shushing motion, as if asking me to remain quiet, I nodded quickly, and too keen to show my willingness, now it was me and him. Mum snorted in a snoring fashion, to indicate her fuck had taken everything from her, and Uncle Harry moved across to me, his cock sticking out as he unashamedly wanted me to see, “Do you like it”, asked, to which I enthusiastically nodded my willingness and acceptance off.He slid his hand under my covers and felt how. "No..." She managed. "Sure you do." He corrected, sliding his sunglasses on and raising the deneuralizer. Her pupils immediately dilated and she stood staring at him blankly for a moment. "You adore me and will do anything I ask to please me. Do you understand?" She smiled up at him sweetly, innocently, and stood there awaiting his first command. He was about to issue it when a shadow fell across the open doorway. "Hey, Nat, I saw your car parked outside and figured you must be.