The passion began filling my body as I started to thrust in and out of Brianna’s tight pussy. It wasn't long until I was thrusting into her over and... over. Brianna’s body started shaking and squirming under me.Brianna was panting and shaking. All of a sudden I felt her pussy contracting around my cock and trying to squeeze the life out of it. The sensation of fucking a slick and tight pussy was so unbelievable, I refused to be pushed from her and plowed into her harder, faster and deeper. Then. It took weeks to be resolved in the hospital’s favour. When they did turn it off I carried on breathing! A month later I began very slowly to come round, and all that legal stuff had been useless. So I survived one attempt by thugs, and another by the medical profession to kill me. I came round slowly as I said, it took months. Gradually I began to make some sort of response to the prodding and pinching they did to assess my consciousness. I was at a very rudimentary level, I could not speak.. She said that actually she didn’t think I would put up with it and that was probably the biggest reason she had kept her life as a slut a secret. I was kind of flabbergasted and said, “Why Is being a submissive wimp a requirement for me to be part of your secret life?” She said, “You’re right, fuck that! That is just kind of how this Hotwife lifestyle is portrayed. I don’t know why. I think it is lame also and I want my proud loving husband to hold his head high as he holds my legs open for. Whist I would not want her on my arm for a normalnight out dressed like this, she had also taken time to make sure herhair was perfect - it might just be the wig I wore to meet her "mother"- and her face was flawless, beautifully made up, with a glowing smile.Even her cleavage looked inviting."Do you still think he'll back out Samantha?" I think he'll try." Let's use the horse then."As Jane walked, her crinolines swishes sexily and her hips swayedgloriously. It was a pity that I could not see.