.. remember when he got up and went to the bathroom, and then came back? That wasn't him, Cindy, that was me... he went down and Norma sucked him off..... it was my cock you sucked that night, baby... my cock was the first one to slide in and out of that sweet, soft little mouth of yours, my cum the first to pour down that graceful virgin throat of yours, mine, Cindy, Ralph Taylor's cock and Ralph Taylor's cum, not Howie's, not your husband's..."Each of his words were like lashing cuts of a whip. I was definitely NOT worried about him flirting or being interested in my wife. Honesty, she wasn't even on his level of women, no disrespect, but my wife is a simple jeans and t shirt kinda gal. About a half hour later, I was talking with some friends and noticed my wife wasn't in the room. I figured she went to the bathroom or something and continued talking with friends. Eventually I had to go to the bathroom also, as I walked down the hallway to the bathroom I heard some moaning and. " Maybe she's chicken," Amy teased as she ground her cunt down on Grace's fingers.Slowly, Wendy eased her mouth off Lobo's now-throbbing prick. She looked over at her mother."I'm ready," she gasped. "Ready to have my asshole raped."Angry about losing Wendy's hot sucking mouth, Lobo whinnied and reared up. He dropped back, his cock swaying like a piece of thick lumber.Wendy sprawled out on the bench, her ass propped high as she offered her asshole to the horny Lobo. "Come and get it," she. " She sounded exasperated - the way she did when I fell short of her high standards of personal discipline. But this time there was no hint of a loving edge in her voice."Don't you remember? I made sure you'd know who had been chosen for you."Chosen for me? How did these two get in? And who was the other one by the window?"Look," she went on, still with an edge of irritation in her voice, "I've sorted things out for you. This is the right one. The one with the right name." She pushed the figure.