He said that my wife really liked to fuck his cock with her mouth. He told me to ask her. She removed her mouth from his dick just long enough to beg ...him, "Please keep fucking my mouth. Fuck it hard!" And then she grabbed it and shoved it back into her mouth.I couldn't believe what was happening. Then apparently the boy was getting tired of his blowjob, because he told me to move off the way so he could poke the hell out of my wife's pussy with his big cock. My pretty wife yelled, "God, yes!!!. " This isn't hell. What are you talking about?" I used you, the character you I mean, to do terrible things." He told meabout everything he'd done, all the hearts he'd broken, all the pain he'dfelt. I felt violated at the end of his tale.I had a feeling it'd be something like that. He had that creepy look onhis face. "That explains why you think this is hell. But really, there'sanother question at hand: You don't know anything about subspace, or thisspacetime rip, do you?"He shook his. My legs were untied and they replaced this with shackles and a bar that fixed my legs fairly wide apart. They then untied my arms and pulled me up. They asked me to turn around and Chris slapped my ass a few times. That’s a beautiful ass Sam, now I want you to bend over the bed and put your ass in the air. I bent over the bed and I knew what was coming. There was a few seconds of silence and I could see from the mirror that Chris was rubbing his cock to get it hard. His dick was big and I. "Actually Lisa, I'm the one who called this meeting," I interjected."You? What the hell do you want loser?" she questioned with an obvious tone of contempt."Now look here Ms..." Becky began to admonish, before being silenced with a hand gesture from me.Lisa's attitude only bolstered my resolve to follow through with my plan to blackmail her. "I think its best if you have a seat Lisa," I replied reasonably."I don't think so... I'm out of here loser," she said haughtily. And turning about, she.