It was cute, having a grown man potentially at your complete mercy, and I wanted to eat him alive. The frustration, years of pent-up tension and sexua...l deprivation drove me crazy with lust and a certain controlled sexual rage.It did not take me long to be straddling his tummy comfortably, my hands gripping his wrists. I felt a rush through my head and body; a sense of being so alive that had been lost for a long time. I felt slutty, in control and sexy. He didn't resist, even after the initial. What’s going on here? My musing shattered with Gloria bursting in, slamming her handbag on the table and almost snarling, ‘We’ve got to talk!’ ‘Agreed, I’ll get the drinks first.’ ‘Whisky!’ ‘No elegant cocktail?’ That grinning quip earned me a big fat scowl. ‘You go first,’ she said, running her tongue over the lip of her glass of whisky. ‘Ladies first.’ ‘I asked first.’ I hold both palms at her and say I’m happy to begin. ‘You’re having an affair.’ ‘Ha!’ she said. ‘Your little brain has. It makes my pussy wet and it reminds me of what a fuckpig I am. I feel weird and nauseous now if I drink normal-people drinks."I watch the girls drink the urine - Candy Twat still playing with her pussy as she drinks - and I'm disgusted, but fascinated. Laura seems so happy and content like this, degraded and debased. How was this possible?I ask if I can get my own drink - of water - and Laura says I can, so I go to the kitchen. I notice three dog bowls laid out on the floor, labelled. She feels her pussy stretching. Nothing this size has ever been inside of her.. Her pussy is resisting, " Fuck you are so very tight." " Please! Please, no. Please don't. Please. I don't want...I don't...please." Hollie whimpers. She didn't want to have sex anymore. It terrified her that each moan and plea caused my cock to jump and pulse with anticipation. The tip of my cock pressing against the soft folds of her pussy. I push forward and she screams in pain. I was huge, her terror proved.