Thu: i get really slutty when i am drunkit's prob not that much diff thoughi am pretty open to you anywaysand let you do whatever you want to meMe: I ...don't remember you saying you were slutty when you're drunk.In what ways would you be different?Thu: prob more receptive to analMe: but you're always receptive to anal.Thu: and i can focus on the sensations more bc i am less self-consciousMe: Do you enjoy it in the ass more when you're buzzed?Thu: i enjoy it more tooprob bc i am more relaxedand it. Otherwise for sure your husband's ass'll get tornup, and then you won't be able to mate the two of them again formaybe as long as a week. You just heard how painful it was for himwhen that knot swelled up to seal his asshole tight, just beforethe dog dumped that load of cum into his guts. You heard the wayhe screamed and then fainted dead away. And he's still out! Amazing!" You know, women usually buy these trained Great Danes from me fortheir own uses -- you're the first to get one as a. There was no going back from this change in our lives only forward. After Michael left I called my husband and let him know we were done, and let him know he would be happy with the story I would tell him later that night. After getting the kids to bed I wanted to have the reclaim sex with my husband. I needed to be reassured that everything was ok with us. I had so many mixed feelings.Once we got into bed, my husband wanted to know everything. His cock started to get hard. He told me he wanted. Ducking under his reach I landed two quick blows to his abdomen, neither hard enough to do real damage but still hard enough that he felt the blows. As I stepped back he swung hard at me but I was already out of range. In anger he stepped forward, arm drawn back for another powerful swing. Spinning in place, my right foot whipped in a tight arc and at just the right moment, shot forward to slam into his abdomen, just below his ribcage. The force of the blow stopped him and drove the air from.