Her pussy began to become wet again, and the dull, throbbing warmth returned. In the dim light it was difficult to see colors and textures, but after ...ome effort she was able to find all of the specified clothes. In even more of a hurry because of the time wasted, she rushed to the indicated drawer as a slave, with short quick steps and with her head turned down and to the left. She could see Master tapping his feet with impatience, and she redoubled her efforts to be a paragon of seductive. Marnie wished she could hear what was being said; herinterest was sparked by the obviously well-off man. When the strangersuddenly hit her burly husband in the gut, then followed with a kneeup into his crotch, Marnie yelled out, surprised. The stranger looked up and directly into the eyes of the youngwife. She jumped back, hoping he hadn’t seen her, but knew he had.Her husband had collapsed onto the ground after getting hit, andMarnie peeked around the window corner to see her. Luis, meanwhile, pushed my wife further up the bed and mounted her with her knees bent back. He was pounding her mercilessly and she was going wild, begging for more. When it was clear he was reaching his peak, she yelled, "Shoot that load deep inside me. Fill me with cum."He went into hyper-speed for a few deep thrusts then slowed down as the cum shot into my wife's pussy. When he withdrew, I could see a trail of cum dripping down into her ass.She had no time to recover because Jorge couldn't. "I'm not sure if it was when I woke up, or when I came to. Call it either one, I didn't care. I sat up and shook my head to clear it.Catherine was no longer in the treehouse.She was perched, naked, on a rock outcropping, maybe a foot away, and slightly higher than the surrounding railing. She was sitting on my t-shirt, reading her book, and sipping from an almost empty glass of white wine."Hello, Michael," she said in a voice so melodious, she was almost singing.I did a double take. Some women.