When we break the kiss she whispers, "Go call your husband and tell him you are having a great time."Shocked, I ask her how she knew?"D has the hots f...r married women, especially gorgeous suburban housewives. He likes releasing their inner bad girl." I think she has been released!" I reply.Another quick kiss, and I exit the car and she pulls away. I head up to the room to call my husband. D still isn't back which I am happy about. It will make calling my husband easier with out him hanging. The woman then stood up and rolled over, she began to rub her clit while watching the guys take turns sucking each others cocks!Lori asked if I liked this scene, I responded that it was strangely fucking hot.Lori orgasmed hard from the combo of the toy and me rubbing her clit, squirting her juices all over both of us as her legs trembled in ecstasy.On the screen the guys took turns sucking, and then to my surprise and curiosity they were fucking each others holes.Lori must have noticed how hard. The only thought going through my head at this particular moment was how far this psycho was prepared to go, and how much was it going to hurt. “I got a message from a friend of yours, some lawyer, Henson. He sent me these.” He held his phone up to my face and started scrolling through a small album of photographs of his wife Zoe. I squinted into the phone’s bright light and recognised them immediately. I had taken them and knew I was in trouble.“I...”“If I were you,” he scowled, leaning in so. “Come on, Emma! We’re in!” The sound of Lily’s voice pulled me from my thoughts, and I caught up to her just as she was descending a set of black stairs, lined with twinkling lights. The walls were painted black over the original stone, dotted here and there with pictures of exotic cocktails, and more bizarrely, a feature of shot glasses that spelled out ‘Racy’s’. We finally came to the end of the staircase, which it took me a while to realise spiralled through the centre of the club. “Oh my.