I pull her panties down and I stare at her smooth, wet pussy. It's so tasty. I look into her eyes, smile, and slowly lick my lips. "Just fucking do i...t already!" she says, and her voice is shaking with lust and desire. But I want to tease her a bit more. I smile even wider. "Say the magic word," I whisper. But she isn't in the mood for teasing. She just grabs me by the hair, and pulls my face towards her crotch. "I said do it, you fucking slut!" Well, that's not a "magic word". But I guess. "Come" he said as he turned past her and on into the living room. Silently and as if her will had deserted her she meekly turned and followed him.He pointed to a door leading off of her living room and without having to say a word, she said "Bathroom". He pointed to a different door, "kitchen" came her reply. He walked up to the last remaining door and paused, she gulped before answering "Bedroom".He opened the door and walked in, then turning to her he called "Here Bitch!" again she meekly. You really do have to tell all this to Erin, though." But what if she hates me? What then? I was nothing better than a whore." Little one, you were certainly not a whore! You were a victim! You were abused and you did what you had to do, just to survive."She started crying again, and I just held her. At some point we both must have fallen asleep. I woke up to the sensation as something wet, moving against the head of my hard dick. Then I remembered. Reyna was still lying on the top of me, and. They never actually said they thought we were swingers they wondered if we were voyeurs if I remember rightly.”“So you think they fancied us, then?”“Well, I suspect that they fancied you more than me. I am just an obstacle in the way of them getting to you.”“Well, if they don’t fancy you, then they are not getting me.”“So you are considering it then? Don’t I get a say in this. You’re my girlfriend after all.”Jade looked at me, “I am not your property you know.”“I know you’re not, but I should.