Oh! That feels so fucking good, you jerk. Fuck my ass. Harder…you bastard. Harder. Ungh yeah. Oh oh oh ah oh…yes!’ Alan had commanded her to com..., and he felt her pussy squirt out juice, striking his upper thighs. Alan came in her hot, buttery ass and pulled out, sliding down to sit in the chair. Kate hadn’t moved. She was bent over the desk, her body continuing to shake, and she was breathing like she just ran a 10K. Alan pulled her off the desk and sat her in his lap, twisting her head around. I filmed man after man using her cunt or ass, slapping her butt, squeezing her hanging breasts- using her like the slut she now was. Slowly the pile of pennies grew until they covered her back and fell onto the floor. I alternated between giving her puffs of opium and short blasts from the TA-312 to keep her both going and aware of what was happening to her. I wanted her to know that she had become the bitch dog for her own men; that she was being fucked and sodomized by a gang of 18 to 22 year. He hits my throat and I swallow around him, the first hint of his cum finding my tastes buds as he draws leisurely back. He stops before he pops from my mouth, the head prone at my lips, waiting for its rewards. I close them around him and suck eagerly, lathing the smooth flesh against my own, loving the deep grumble I feel rise from his throat and travel down through his body. That moan is for me; because of me, and I press my thighs together at the gush of fluid it invokes. I suckle him,. It's almost as if you knew all about it before I told you. Did you?"Well, yeah." John seemed unable to look directly at his wife as he spoke. "Cheryl called me earlier today at the office to make sure that Thursday would be okay before she called you to set it up." Oh? And I suppose you just said 'fine'. In fact, I'll bet you even tried to move it up a day so you wouldn't have to wait so long to see your wife treated like some paid whore. How could you, John? Don't you love me anymore? Do you.