She imagined hugging him and being hugged by him. Unloved, she would again find solace as her hand crept over her budding breasts and down between her... legs. Small fingers touched her tummy as she hugged her pillow with one arm and her legs. Her breathing deepened as she closed her eyes and dreamed of being kissed, of being held. Her hand found the gap between the elastic of her panties stretched over her pelvic bones. She sucked in a breath as her middle finger slid over her silkiness and then. I’d seen her slut-side emerge before and it was obviously about to take over again any minute. I loved my wife dearly … and I also loves the slut in her.We’d been there about three hours and I’d spent most of the night talking to friends and dancing with a couple of old flames. I was aware Annie was flitting about, talking to various people and drinking whatever anyone poured into her glass. I’d see her chatting, mainly with guys, and then I’d lose her in the crowd, only to spot her a little. Slipping the scarf over his wife's head, he fastened it tightly across her mouth. At this she started, but she was already gagged and in handcuffs, and quickly realized she couldn't fight it and relaxed. Leading her over to the bed, he threw her down on her stomach and hooked the handcuffs to the frame. Now he had his wife in a position to do with as he pleased. Being already sufficiently aroused, he unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock for a quick fuck. Throwing up her skirt, he smiled. And Derek assures me he'd like a piece of my mom as well."Both women's mouths dropped open."Chico, Honey, you can't mean..." started Elena.There were haughty laughs from both boys."That's exactly what I mean, Mom. both of us have decided we'd like something a little different. The two of you are here tonight to provide it." Derek, I can't do this," begged Sabrina. "Being your... your... slave is one thing, but..." Shut up, Mother. When I want you to talk, I'll give you permission. Yes, you.