I watched as she squirted uncontrollably, then passed out. Tom gently laid her into the bed, walked over and switched off the light and crawled into b...ed, beside her, sandwiching my wife between himself and Will. He said; “Get some rest, we all need it, but we are not finished with your slut wife yet!”I quickly fell asleep in the chair and slept soundly, for how long, I do not know. I was awakened many times by Jane moaning and groaning as either guy fucked her, and made use of her new found. " Sorry. Steve. I'm Steve. And my wife is Barb."She asked me a few questions about the neighborhood and I managed to give 2 or 3 word answers. As time passed, I finally noticed that Bob wasn't with us. "I should go back and help." I said."I think Bob has met your wife." Jen said, nodding out the window. I looked out and saw Bob's muscular frame standing very close to my wife. She stood there staring up into his eyes, her hand on his arm.Barb and I went to bed early that night. She was in bed. ..” She stopped and looked around, as if she thought someone was listening in on them. “It’s actually my job to take care of that,” she finally continued confidentially.Dalia blinked confused, as if she wasn’t sure if she heard correctly. Lara, the petite little slave, was the Lady’s dog whore? “What? Really?” she asked.Lara nodded and shrugged. “Well, it’s part of the job, that’s what I submitted for after all,” she remarked casually. “And besides, I like him quite a lot. But he still keeps. "Oh you nasty motherfucker!" she exclaimed, "Fuck the hell out of me!"I grabbed her hips and pulled her into my thrusts as I worked a fast and heavy pace. I could hear my balls slapping against her as I fucked her from behind. She buried her face into one of the couch cushions as I kept fucking her. She was grunting really hard as I fucked her, but it was muffled by the cushion she buried her face into. Then she lifted her head up to catch her breath. "Oh make me cum! Make me cum! Make me.