They said if he talked again it would be a mistake. The officer in the driver side told me to suck his cock and get every bit of my pussy juice off hi...s cock. He didn't want his cock smelling of pussy when he went home to fuck his own wife. I started sucking his soft dick as the black officer started fingering my pussy. He complained of all the cum the other had left in me. I didn't feel him touch me for a while and was just noticing the cock I'm sucking on was starting to get hard again when I. "Now open that cute shoulder bag your wife gave you to carry thismorning," Mr. Harm suggested.When Mike did, he saw inside the things that might be expected:wallet, housekey, pens, eye shadow, pink lipstick. Under all of themwas something that he was told to take out. It was a length of softmaterial with a thick padded backing.As he unfolded it to its two foot length Mr. Harm said, "Now laythat on the floor in front of my feet. That's right. Good girl. Andkneel on it."Mike found himself crowded. "What are you." he asked again. "Please, don't make me say it." I begged."Ahhhhh." He'd bit my other nipple. "What are you." I looked into his eyes searching for some mercy " I'm your wife, the mother of our c***dren." I sobbed.The pain was intense as he bit down hard on my nipple again. I screamed as my body was rocked with the pain. "What are you." I was defeated. I couldn't take any more pain. "I'm a slut." I stammered, tears rolling down my face. "I can't hear you." I'm a slut." I sobbed. She answered the phone, while wiping the sleep from her eyes. She had not slept much last night. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw his piercing blue-eyes. Then she'd call out his name and hug her pillow. Finally, around 5am, she cried herself to sleep. She listened as he poured out his heart. She knew he was hurting as much as she was. She knew in her heart that fate had dealt the final hand and they had lost."Oh Douglas, I could wish that I had met you 30 yrs ago. I would be your.