Rocky used the soap and lathered my wife. She used his big hands and pressed my wife’s boobs, and soaping them was just an excuse. My wife smiled an...d chuckled. Rocky pinned my wife across the bathroom wall, looked into her eyes, leaned his entire soapy body against my wife’s hot body.His chest was crushing her boobs, his dick got hard again and was pinned against my wife’s tummy, she felt that hot hardness. Rocky leaned and gave a very hot kiss on her lips. He was biting her lower lip, and my. "Prisoners who are taken, say they will never talk. Butthey do. Oh yes they do. Because under constant pressureeveryone breaks." Here, there is constant pressure. You'll never be a sissy?A toilet slave? A bimbette? You will. Because here, thereis constant pressure." She waved her hand across the room."I will break you. I am breaking you. You will be anythingI want you to be. I fuck you. You have no power here. Ihave the power here."John Phillips recoiled from her venom, letting his handsdrop,. All that mattered was that over the course of the last couple of seasons she had managed to get him to only want to be with her.Oh she knew that there were other women, women know these things without needing to be told, but she gradually held him just so, kissed him a little differently, rubbed various body parts up against him accidently, or just plain sat across his lap as she said nothing and stared in his eyes.And as planned, before long it was only her that he concentrated on.It took a. The howl of shame and pain emanating from his property was music to his ears!“Take it all slut! And you'd better get used to it, because your boy pussy is gonna get reamed more often than a jail house bitch's!” Between his moans, the new bitch managed to say, “Thank you sir!”Trevor pulled back slowly, then rammed it home once more, bringing another delightful howl from his new pussy boy.“Listen up, slut! Whenever I ram it home you have your pussy as relaxed as you can make it so I know how much.