All the time I was making her cum, I had my other had stroking my hard cock. It gets me so excited and hard when I get my wife to explode with excitem...nt like that. I continued to stroke it as she was coming all over my face. I couldn’t believe how hard I was. After she was finished and had calmed down a little I got up and went over to the draw and pulled out her toy, a vibrating egg and the oil. I told her to sit back and relax. This day was about her. I again got on the floor in front of her. We entered and he gave a shout out to the attendant “Hey Bruce – how’s it hanging” and got a big grunt in return. “Bruce is a man of few words” Dave explained.We separated and both slowly perused the counters stopping every now and then to further examine a cover on one of the tapes. It was sort of categorized and I wanted to see it all. I made my way over to where Dave was standing and noticed that he was looking at an “amateur” tape. “I really prefer that ‘non-Hollywood’ version – you know. I clicked it open. I stared at it over and over as I read, “You have been chosen to have dinner with the future President of the United States at the home of his Hollywood Star friend.” There was a telephone number to call, immediately, to confirm my acceptance. I called within the next second and talked to a senior campaign official. He needed my social security number to run a security clearance on me and the name and social security number of my guest. I gave him my social security number. Instead, it got rougher, and unsure what was going to happen, Emma just accepted her fate as it was. Then, the dog began to knot her. A large, almost softball-sized thing went inside of her pussy. She pulled away from Tyrone and screamed, but she was slapped by him and had her throat once again used by her master. The dog knotted her, her master was brutally fucking her face; Emma was being raped on both ends. Is this what will happen to me daily? She asked herself in the midst of it. Am I.