He is slow and steady as he enters. You feel the man under you stop but the only behind just seems to go forever. Your eyes close as the last bit of y...u becomes filled now. They make applauses to each other about how far they’ve taken you. How far they have violated you sexually. Your face again feels the slightly firm hand slap against you. Your eyes stay close as you adjust your body to let them fuck you. Once again you feel him slap you, still not hard though, but enough to bring you back to. She would be mine and only mine. I persuaded her. Watched her games. Cheered her on. Talked to her. Walked her to class. Carried her books. We became high school sweet hearts. After college, we married. I'm the only man to ever see her naked. The only man she ever slept with. That would change before 2020 came to an end.We built a good life. Great careers, big house, money in the bank, wonderful kids. But there was always something missing. We were always more like friends had. Finally, Kate passed out, likely due to the alcohol, but the orgasms she had, definitely took a toll on her as well. She awoke an hour later. She was still lying on the floor, but with a cover on. Under the cover, her shirt was still unbuttoned, her breasts were partially covered with the bra with the strap detached, and her pantyhose and panties were still hanging on one leg. Kyle was fully dressed, although he never did completely undress. “You feeling better? You passed out,” Kyle said,. She couldn't resist kneeling down in the grooves. She leaned forward over the block. The feel of her breasts slipping through the recesses was delicious. It was a little less easy to move but the feel of the slippery-smooth, form fitting polished surface against her bare skin was wonderful.Of course, Judy thought. The Kate had a routine before it got to the spitting stage. It distracted a girl with pleasure and then tricked her into becoming a captive. She reached down carefully to feel the.