“Fucking take it slut!” Jim snarled as he began to fuck his wife’s ass rather forcefully.I could feel his cock sliding in and out of her ass aga...nst the thin membrane flesh between her pussy and ass.“Oh fuck yeah! Make me cum!” She panted “Your slut wife has been cheating on you again! I have a cock in my pussy as you fuck my cheating slut asshole!”Jim thrived on this abuse and humiliation, and if the truth be told it was working wonders on me.His cock was sliding in and out of her ass, pushing. And the next, you're nearly naked, and begging for more," she finished.If I could have spoken, I would have begged. All I could manage to do as I struggled to make sense of what was happening was to slide my hands up her naked back. On their own, my hands slid to her ribs on the way up, and my thumbs caressed the fullness along the sides of her breasts. She pressed her breasts into my chest as she kissed her way up my neck."This is better than the dream," she gasped. "Feel how much heat is. "Are you nervous?" He watched me in the eyes, muster up courage and said "i am. Don't fool me, shut up amd go home. I know you don't give a fuck about me, so go sleep and fuck you. You're a drunk slut." (or something like this)"do you have a boner?" i asked him laughing, given the fact he clearly had one."this is my car, get off!!" he looked very angry, so i decided to shock him: "how about a blowjob?" a what?" "you got it, now don't you fool me" and i slapped one of his legs, scarying. They fell asleep in each others arms. In the morning, Zach wrote up to find he was alone. Carol wasn't in the bed with him. He wondered why she would leave without saying goodbye. And what the hell smelled so good? He put on his robe and decided to go downstairs. As he entered the kitchen he saw Carol in the dining room, adjusting the place settings on the table. Now he was really confused. "Carol, what are you doing? Are we expecting company this morning?" "Why, good morning Zach. While you.