” She had no idea whose cock was fucking her. To my surprise, her dad listened to her orders and started up very slowly almost as if testing the w...aters of what was next. I looked down at my wife and his cock sliding in and out of her and was so turned on from how fucked up this was.I reached down and started to play with my wife’s tit that was still hanging out of her bra. Standing around her dad and around the bed was still a good 10 couples now all in different amounts of undress. Some. Let me out!"The Vicar smiles, leans forward, sucking air through his teeth and mutters,"Too late, mate, the paperwork's already done."I spent a couple of hours defrosting the fridge last night.Or "foreplay" as she likes to call it.After both suffering from depression for a while, me and the missus were going to commit suicide together yesterday.Strangely enough, however, once she killed herself I started to feel a lot better.So I thought - sod it, I'll soldier on.I woke up this morning at 8 and. ”“I think you wanted me to slap you. You’re becoming more like Elsa, and since when do you like it rough? Or are we practicing for the play?”“Both. Elsa likes when you are aggressive, and she wants you to rape her again. I asked you to slap me once before, and you refused. Why the change?”“I feel different since I woke up in the hospital. I look at everything with new eyes, and nothing scares me. I don’t care if someone finds out about us, and I’m prepared to defend my family. I’m looking. “No, I mean how come you’ve never been skinny-dipping before?”He looked me in the eyes as if nothing were out of the ordinary. I looked away, still embarrassed by the situation. “I dunno, I’ve just never been that adventurous. My friends always make fun of me and I kinda just wanted to shut them up, so I decided I’d try it. The fear of getting caught is the exact reason I never do stuff like this, and now look where I am. Why? How many times have you been skinny-dipping?” I asked, trying to put.