Every day he would show up and wait for me. Sometimes he would push and shove me. Sometimes he would make me kneel on the ground and prostrate befor...e him. I tried my best to avoid him and I didn't dare to tell anyone because it was shameful. One day he didn't show up, and I felt slightly disappointed. I felt even a little sad not seeing him. And so gradually I began to understand how mommy feels. I began to realize that women actually love the pain, love the subjugation and love the. Sarah was naked while Frank only wore a pair of boxers, his face between my wife’s legs as he ate her twat, Sarah’s, head thrown back though she,d not seen me with her eyes shut! I was in two minds, did I rush out shouting hysterically and punch him an officer even though he was messing with my wife or did I take out my cock and stroke it and continue watching. I chose to watch and wank as he continued to eat Sarah and she continued to enjoy his oral actions. She sighed as her body trembled and. Use your hands and open those pussy lips. Show Mr. Robert how wet you are. Show him how ready you are to please him." "Climb up on him. Spread your pussy as wide as it will go. Impale yourself on his rigid shaft. Do it. Do it now!" Ann demanded. Babbs once again followed Ann's direction without question. It was far beyond the size of anything she had ever put in her pussy. She was in such a state of lust that she never gave a thought whether it would fit or not. Mr. Robert s remained motionless. “Let me down, you filthy bastard!” his sister howled. “I won’t let you take me to him! I won’t let him ever rape me ever again!”“No one is going to fucking rape you!” Justin snarled. He glanced at me. “You got that one, Sam?”“Indeed,” I answered.“Good,” he spat, carrying his thrashing sister towards the stairs. Her leg still kicked, but he’d managed to pin her arms to her torso, keeping her from scratching him. She was half thrown over his shoulder now. Her black hair swirling about her.