"Ohyeah, there's that hot ass I been missing, um." He smacked me hard. Imoaned as I felt my cock turn rock hard in an instant.He bent me over as he al...ternately rubbed and smacked my butt. I wasgone. "Oh yeah, baby, you like that?" Yeah" was all I could say as if in a trance."Well, let's not forget. First things first." He sat me in a chair anddropped his pants. His semi was in front of my face. I gobbled it down.I know this sounds weird, but I had no desire to suck his dick at all. Butall it. The man said "that's right baby get it nice and wet". I tried to push off him with my left hand. But the man behind me just grabbed it and pulled them both behind me. Thrusting hard, using them to get even further up inside me. The man in my mouth, he started forcing his cock down my throat. It completely blocked my Airway and I could not breathe. I am trying to scream and he just says "slut stick your tongue out and lick my balls when you go that deep". He pulls out. I get one breath before. Like many folks as our marriage grew older and longer it had become a little staid so we had decided to ‘spruce’ it up a little and to that end had introduced a little bit of fantasy into our love-making. So I might be the gardener, or the window-cleaner or even the delivery guy. Pat also had roles she had played.It had quite successfully brightened the erotic side of behaviour no end. One of the ‘fun’ ideas was that as I walked in of an evening I would be told that I should whistle or make. Madame Morrel looked again through the keyhole, Morrel was writing; but Madame Morrel remarked, what her daughter had not observed, that her husband was writing on stamped paper. The terrible idea that he was writing his will flashed across her; she shuddered, and yet had not strength to utter a word. Next day M. Morrel seemed as calm as ever, went into his office as usual, came to his breakfast punctually, and then, after dinner, he placed his daughter beside him, took her head in his arms,.