She clearly hated it.I remember once when Canard was out of the tavern. “Sabine, lift your skirt and bend over the table,” he demanded.“Non, I h...ve chores to do, and Canard will beat me if they are not done when he returns,” she answered him rudely while washing up dirty mugs.“If you don’t let me have your cunt, then I’ll beat you before he returns and take it!” Jacques said. He was looking right at me when he told his cousin to obey him. I think he wanted to flaunt his control over her. He had. The two of them continued to fuck Ann at the same time for the next several minutes as several of the gallery of horny men had their own cocks out. My balls now hurt beyond belief and pre cum now dribbled down the sides of my cock. I wanted to cum extremely badly and I continued to watch my wife Ann take on two hung men at the same time. It was extremely arousing and gratifying and minutes later I heard Ann beg them that she no longer could take anymore. Adam then removed his cock from Ann’s. I cross my legs and look at him intently. I can feel the heat grow between my legs and my nipples are pressing hard against my bra. My lips part slightly, exposing my wet pink tongue. “All these years wasted...” his voice trails off. “Are you fucking kidding me? You don’t give me the time of day! We had so many opportunities—-“ My words are muffled as he’s suddenly kneeling down before me, kissing my lips hard and fast. He pulls my sweater off my shoulders, slips my arms out of it and throws. Not just my skin but deepwithin me! It was killing me. I fought vainly but it engulfed me inits consuming darkness again. Warm pulsing liquid flesh bulged andsquirmed about me. It was disgustingly intimate. "Give it back! It'smine!" It gurgled.Horror threatened to unman me. What? Wait. It called me Peter? Ireached up to my mask and tore its pulsing flesh away. "Gwen. Stop.You're killing me. Please. Gwen. It's Pete."The pulsing nightmarish blob shuddered and flowed with uncertainty."Pete?" The.