I didn’t know you could scream like that.” “Neither did I.” She crinkled her nose at me, “But don’t you start acting like my mistress, not...when I had you begging with just my mouth.” “That was just my inexperience.” I loomed over her, and grinned, “Now you’re my little bitch.” She slapped me hard across the face, and my head whipped to the side, my hair flailing, a yelp shooting from my lips. “Ow, fuck!” I exclaimed, rubbing my cheek. “Well?” She asked, her brows raised, “Did you like it?” I. Finally the morning came when Doug told her to meet him again, she was torn,but finally decided to go meet him,she put on one of her frilly sun dresses, for some reason hoping he would aprove he was waiting for her this time, he was standing beside his truck as she pulled up he walked to her window and bent to look at her, reached in and grabbed her hair"your 5 minutes late bitch,but at least your here and all dolled up for me like s good little slut, now follow me and dont get lost" he got. I keep that in a box under my tool bench with the Blue tooth [its red] phone I am supposed to use when I drive. I wore it once and was standing in line at Barnes and Noble talking to my wife and everyone in the nearest 50 yards was glaring at me. I had to take my hearing aid out to use it, and I got a little loud.I mean the GPS looked pretty smart on my dash board, but the lady inside that gadget was the most annoying, rudest person I had run into in a long time. Every 10 minutes, she would. I was thinking, That is one huge dick, I am big enough, but that is longer and way bigger round, While I was thinking these strange thoughts, Jake lunged. He was trying to mount my wife. He managed to get over her and was trying to hump her, but he massive dick was missing the mark. My wife was screaming, NO JAKE! JAKE GET OFF OF ME! STOP! STOP! His huge donkey dick was poking her in the stomach and falling between her legs everytime he humped. My wife was fighting with Jake and I was about to.