“I think they’re seeing each other, but she’s so tight lipped about him, this is a first even for her. We talk about everything. Even Marcus won...��t say a word. You swear he hasn’t said anything to you?” “Not since she first moved here, but I already told you that.” He spoke with a smile on his face, “Sam, if they’re seeing each other, then they are. This drives you crazy because you don’t know what’s going on.” Samantha threw her head back against the plush cushion, “I know! When did I get so. Anger flooded through me like lava and my eyes jerked open.'What fucking mom?' My voice was raw and I struggled to get up but the weight crashed onto my chest again. Ayesha had staggered back and was cradling her head in her hands.'Gaia, there ain't ten alive today who can stun like that... ' She stopped and examined my face. 'Fool housewarden was right. You're rogue blood... ' 'What the hell are you talking about, lady?' Another wave of anger crackled through me, the sort of rage that makes. “Swallow it fag.” she said. Brad thrust his forward every time he shot a spurt to make sure it went down my throat. “Fuck.” he moaned.When he was done he stepped back, I gasped for breath. Kacey grabbed my head. “Open fag.” I opened my mouth to show her I was empty. “Good bitch.” she said. Kacey pushed me onto my back and knelt down. She quickly grabbed my legs and pushed them up and guided her strapon back into my ass. “By the way, this is the same strapon I used when I fucked Nicole.” Kacey. Wasn’t that nice.”“Yeah,” I panted, still stunned.My wife straightened and pulled her hand from Linda’s asshole. My wife held up two fingers and thrust them in her mouth, sucking on them as she sauntered out of the office. She paused at the door, cheeks hollowing, lips ruby. She wore a tight skirt that hugged to the curve of her ass.Her fingers slid out of her mouth. “When you get a chance, the garbage disposal is clogged.”“Yeah,” I said, stunned as she walked out, leaving the door to my office.