I could not see what is happening however I could imagine from my wife’s whimpering that she is being enjoyed thoroughly. They literally dragged her...out of the kitchen to our sitting room and that’s when I saw my beautiful ! Plump! fat! wife of mine, two men were holding her each arm her clothes were fully intact till now only her blouse was out of its place as if pulled however it still covered her approx 45% milk bags. Her sari pallu was on the ground and the sari seemed to have been pulled. She hung herself. She was found before she died. She did, however, suffer brain damage and lose the use of her right leg. Everything else seems to be fine, but she is bound to a wheelchair, now." And me?" You are different. Do you know what a futanari is?Fuck."Yes," I said."Futa-what," asked Lisa.Annie just laughed."I'd never thought of it, but you are right, Amy." What the hell are you talking about," Lisa demanded."Do you want to tell her," Amy asked me."Whatever," I said. "Okay. First, Lisa,. A couple shots slid down her cleavage."Woah," She blurted.She looked astonished, almost like she couldn't believe she had just sucked a dick, and that's what it was really like. I almost wanted to apologize, but I was too caught up from being horny.Before things had a chance to get really weird, I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her backwards on the floor. Her pants were still mostly down, so I pulled them off and dove into her red, hairy pussy. I didn't know what I was really doing, I just. We make decisions.”“Ish...” Nisha frowned.“Not anymore,” Jess said, morosely.“What the fuck!” Ike shot eyes around the table.“Oh, dude,” I said. “You don’t know what’s going on?”“I know you flashed your dick around to everyone and somehow it was the right play,” Felix said.“Yeah, dick pics should be like relationship coffin nails,” Ike said. I had never seen such a hurt and angry scowl on his face. I felt bad. But ... I mean ... Celeste wasn’t Raylea. He was what? One date in? He’d have to get.