I slowly walked in my bedroom my heart pounding even faster as I got nearer my husband who didn’t have a clue his wife was behind him, the slut he w...as fucking was still moaning and making way to much noise, oh fuck oh fuck, yeah, right there, oh fuck she wailed out while my hubby fucked her hard on MY bed. I walked behind my husband and quickly grabbed his cock as hard as I could and pulled it free from the slut’s pussy, my husband was so fucking scared, stuttering he said hi honey, What the. She was the only one I’ve called. We talk every other day. Her attendant told me one day it had taken years off her, that now she’s animated and takes an interest in things. She told me Mom bragged on me! Me!I’ve been living on the streets most of the last twenty years. When I heard what she said, I cut my hair, enrolled in AA classes, and thanks to my AA contacts, found a rooming house geared towards people like me. I have a real address for the first time in years. My boss said if I kept up. Moving closer to this girlfriend, he stood there with his cock just in front of her face as she looked up at him. “Would you like me to suck your cock? She asked.“Yeah,” replied her boyfriend nodding. She motioned for him to lie across the bed. As he did so, she gripped his rod and began to steadily stroke it. Their friend positioned behind her and inserted his long cock into her pussy again. Her face screwed up in pleasure as her hole was filled by his pulsing meat. Her boyfriends cock. I couldn't help but wonder, why wasn't she fighting me? Why was she letting me treat her like this? Granted, I hadn't used the crop on her, but the threat was implied. I had been sure she would call a halt when I started waving it around, but she just started acting like, like ... a slave. Could it be? Is this what she really wanted? Was this why my little sister hadn't had a steady boyfriend? Because none of them would treat her like this?I reached out and ran the end of the ridding crop over.