Big tears were rolling down her pretty face.“What will the church congregation think when they see the video?” Chase asked the Preacher’s young ...ife as he reached over and slowly started unbuttoning her shirt.“Please Don’t!” Miranda cried, but sat there submissively as Chase continued unbuttoning her shirt.When Chase got her shirt completely unbuttoned, Miranda jumped up holding her shirt together as she headed for the door.“Are you ready to get divorced?” Chase asked her.Miranda stopped dead. It's the place we usually go to." What about me?" I asked."No!" Clearly the first time she had thought about it. "Well, you can come along and watch. I will ask him."We fucked until she came on my cock again, and I ejaculated as well thinking about watching my wife get fucked by such an arrogant man. The next afternoon came, and I was helping Tammy get dressed for our "date." She did not really need my opinion, and she already knew what he liked. Tight shorts, tank top, flip-flops. Like a. The deal was each was to take her but make sure she suffered extreme pain and they were following my words to a T. Three of them jumped on her and penetrated all three of her holes. I could actually smell the unwashed bodies as they continued to rape my ex. One after another raped her, violently, viciously, making her scream in pain and agony. The whole time I am laughing at her, telling her she is getting exactly what she deserved. After all 24 bums were done with her I proceeded to my next. She opts for the latter and hands me an awful hospital waffle blanket, which I wrap around me, and go back and sit.It's the most awful feeling in the world when Anthony's parents (my parents) come rushing in and go straight past me. They have no idea who I am. As far as they are concerned their son is in the Resuscitation Room in some life-threatening Coma.No Mum. No Dad. I'm here. I'm O.k. I just look a little different. Before I realise it I'm crying into the blanket.I'm left to sob a minute.