This sister-in-law is a d**gg-addicted hypochondriac. She complains of "severe migrains" all the time, but has seen every specialist and nobody can f...nd anything wrong so she gets scripts for pain meds and zones out. Well her second night there is when the first 'incident' happened. We all were sitting in the living room watching TV, well, trying to....my father-in-law is a channel flipper.....he can't leave the TV on one channel....he's constantly changing the channel. Anyway....we were. I looked around at the guys in the room, and each of them was staring at us. I also noticed that each one was hard again.I pulled out of her ass and a whoosh of cum followed. I stood up to survey the scene and noticed that there was drying cum covering her cunt, ass and legs."So, you motherfuckers enjoyed doing my wife, huh?" I yelled at the five guys.Apparently they decided to play tough and formed a group."We sure did. And we think we're gonna do it again." Dave said as the other four backed. Many thoughts went through my head. Why was I doing this? Was my love for my husband worth all this pain and humiliation, and a lot of other similar thoughts. At the end I had decided on two things. I would be strong enough to go through with everything, even if I would fail every first attempt on a new test and that my love for my husband was worth this. I did it for him. My love.Suddenly the door flung open and Master entered the room walking up to me and asked, "Do you want to go home? You. The meeting of the Katrina Relief Club ended on something of a low note and I went to band rehearsal with Quint and Khac. Khac was the drummer in a band Bernie Scott had started, called Barefoot Trouble.Quint and I sat down on folding chairs and watched the band warm up. "It really sucks you couldn't find anyone to build the stage," Quint said, taking a drag on a cigarette."Yeah, but we can just have the audience stand in the field and have the bands play in the end zone," I replied. "Honestly,.