I cried out in agony as Daniel pulled his tool back and started to slide more of his twelve inches back into my ruptured anus. Back and forth Daniel w...orked his tool till I could feel his thighs press against my buttocks, I was trying to grip anything I could as he tortured my bung hole. Charlie gripped my head and held me so he could insert his sex organ into my aching mouth and ordered me to '...suck on this dick, bitch, it'll take your mind off getting your ass pussy bust open...' Daniel. She tried getting Zoe on the phone, but it was always busy. Finally she called a bisexual friend of Zoe’s, Esmé, who told her that ‘anything goes at Likkks’ and suggested Kate wear her black leather miniskirt and a tank top. That way, said Esmé, Kate’s only tattoo, an eagle on her right thigh would be visible. ‘Tattoos are always welcome at Likkks.’ As for me, I didn’t worry much about how I looked. Basically I wanted just to be invisible. I didn’t think that a straight married man would be. The vibrations in and around her pussy seemed to almost be amplified by being so full, or was it that she felt more full because of the vibrations? Melissas mind couldnt help notice the feelings of submission and how humiliating and degrading the situation was for her. She also knew that there were people who enjoyed anal sex, and started to wonder if all these different feelings were why. Her thoughts were almost enough to drown out the slapping sounds made as strong thighs smacked against. You're not a friend. You're the asshole who's fucking my wife. Therefore, but definition, we will never be friends. Got it?" I asked with a sneer."Yes. Well, I'm Dr. Dennis Linder, and I am treating your wife with sex therapy." He said, identifying himself."Ok, does sex therapy include kissing MY wife in MY home?" I asked, eyebrow raised once again."As a matter of fact, right now it does. I know this is highly irregular, and probably difficult to swallow. But you will need to watch us while.