One of his hands went up to her neck and held her down. “Mine”, he said. The first word he’d spoken since he’d come in. She loved his voice, l...oved what he said, love having his big cock where it was, loved being held down by him. She didn’t know if she was supposed to answer and therefore kept quiet. He thrust into her, hard and deep, as if to underline what he had just said. Had she spoken, she would have screamed then “Yes, Sir, yours, yours, yours…” as the excitement of being fucked by him. "Anything you want." He let her go and watched hungrily as she stripped out of her clothes, tossing them in a pile out of the way. She lay down on the floor, spreading her legs wide, peering up at him eagerly.Down on his knees first, then stretched out on his stomach, he kissed and licked from her neck down to her large breasts, each more than a handful, pulling first one nipple into his mouth, then the other. Each suckle sent a jolt straight down to her aching hole, making it throb as more of. I tried biting around the bush, mumbling and stuttering as I attempted to persuade him it wasn’t mine. He looked at me with a long gaze and gave a slight smirk which was followed by the sentence “don’t be scared, I know this is yours”. At this moment it knew something was not right. He was incredibly calm about it when I was worrying of the opposite. “I know it’s yours so don’t try convincing me it is not” he stated. “Please don’t tell anybody I made a mistake and it won’t happen again” I. She began to slowly disrobe making it a seductive and sexy dance for him. Master reached over to the nightstand and turned on the radio. He dialed into a soft music station and leaned back to watch my wife strip for him.I was in agony watching my darling Beth work to seduce this horrible man. She slipped her blouse off over her shoulders then wriggled out of her skirt letting is slide to the floor while stepping out of it. She reached back and unhooked her bra and slipped it off with practiced.