Looking a bit closer, I realized the stains on her blouse, and the drops in her hair was semen, dried semen. I was actually getting horny just looking... at my wife.“I was sort of forced into having sex with the new client, he has this big condo, and . . .,” her comments drifted off for a moment, then she perked up. “I’m cleaning the living room area, and he comes down the hall . . . naked . . ., not even a towel. His penis is big, semi-hard and swinging back and forth. I kinda screamed a bit, and. We don't fuck around with creeps that hurt women." That guy is in a prison ward right now, not able to move. he has to eat, well it's not really food through a tube in his stomach. He can't pissexcept through a tube. And he can't move or speak. All he can do is laythere and look at us when we come in and tell him what a creep he is. hecan hear us. I know he wishes he were dead but he can't kill himself. Nowdo you understand what is waiting for you. We are going to place you inRykers. " The balcony we made love during that thunderstorm when we got soaked." I'm happy you remember that," he smiled. "It was one of my fondest memories when I lived with you. You did a pretty good job pleasing me with all that lightning, thunder, and rain." I did what I had to do. You, or I should say we, were marked for death. I took that equation out of the question by faking my death. I don't know what happened but they had located me. Or I think they did." Why did you leave me?" Because I've. ” Ben came. He shot his hips forward several times and felt the condom filling up around the length of his dick. Ben wrapped his arms around her. He found himself kissing her neck while he pumped in little thrusts. She smelled sweet. She felt amazing. He had the urge to tell her he loved her.“Hmm…so that was it huh?” She said.“What?”“Oh nothing. Thanks Ben. Wow. You sure are something.” The Cheerleader said and lay rigid beneath him.“What? That was fucking hot baby! You are the best fuck I’ve.