Then, suddenly, I would shove you forward again, head down, red ass up and spank your cheeks more, occasionally spreading them as I lean forward to li...ck your sweet little asshole and slide my tongue down into your wet snatch, swirling my tongue around your erect clit and probing your ass with my thumb...Then, when I couldn't take anymore, I would mount you from behind, parting your wet lips with my thick meat, thrusting into you like an a****l, spreading your ass open and pulling your bound. Lloyd had thought that I was gay from the first time we met. He triedto set me up with his gay cousin the first party Petra brought himaround to before Petra hushed him, not wanting to push the enveloperegarding my sexuality.Lloyd smiled as he looked at me and said, "Poison Ivy, are you moredangerous than my wife?" A black widow is more poisonous," Petra countered while Cooper walkedaway to get a drink."And she wears it better," I replied, paying her a compliment."As a woman should," Petra. What am I saying? You know. You know my weakness. You are my weakness. I may have cried before, invisibly when my father died or holding back bravely when my body got battered and torn, but never in a woman's presence until you came along. It felt good. You felt good. Despite my cruelty, and you know it was only that desperate act of threatening Joe when I was cruel to you, you let me love you.I wish you were here. I miss you with all my heart and soul. You've taken chunks with you.Love, GregI. He slowly stroked his huge thick cock as he licked up Lydia’s ass crack, up her back and to her neck. The second man had also dropped his pants and my whore wife began stroking his hard shaft. My heart sank even further as the man behind her bent her body forward. The other man guided Lydia as she was bent over. My anger faded fast and my cock began to pulsate in my underwear as I set my cell phone down. I could have rushed out of my office and to the house but instead I stayed put. Without.