They put her on the floor and fucked her there. They got very bold and press her against the front door, her tits was against the glass door and they ...oth fucked her while some people walked by and watched.They turned my wife into a whore. While they moved to a new location, the doctor let two more guys in, who saw them fuck her against the door. The two guys took off there clothes. They brought Linda back to the waiting room. That’s where all 4 of them fucked her. She lost her voice, she. But she wouldn’t kiss me, Iwanted her tongue, so I had to force her to kiss me, I grabbedher, moved her head where I wanted it, started to kiss herbut she wouldn’t budge, the nerve. I had to force my way intoher mouth with my tongue, then and only then would she kissme. But she closed her legs, I wanted to lay in her legs asI kissed her. She pushed me out my naked body no longer onhers. She fought me, making me tickle her and grab her. Igrabbed both her legs and forcefully spread them open. "And that lamp's hot. He must be really sweating."He certainly was. The sweat was running down the slave's face inside his hood. He comforted himself with the knowledge that it wasn't one of the worse assignments that he could have as part of the hotel fixtures. Plus, he knew that if he managed to do a good job for a year or two, there was a chance that he would get an easier job in one of the other sponsored staff roles. All he had to do was to keep his mind on keeping still and not thinking. I looked at our reflection in the donut shop window as Hank danced ustoward the street. I was probably 5'10" in the strappy Cathy Jeans, butHank was a good half head taller.The song ended as we danced into the light from the gas pumps. I spunaway from Hank to face the street and look around.A car passed by, but the driver didn't look our way. The street wasotherwise empty of traffic in both directions.My skin looked like cream in the gas station lights. My heart raced.The next song had a harder.