She knew Tom wanted to find his wife Kathy [ a.k.a. Monica]. She knew Monica would ask her what she should do about Tom and Tom was Marla's husband's ...key salesperson, so all she could feel was relief that Annette was taking care of all those tricky issues. She sipped her champagne and stayed quiet, as this was working out far better than she could ever have imagined.The three of them fussed over the menu, picking sensible salads, and ordered lunch. Another bottle of very expensive champagne. ? His voice was quieter now, "Who do youbelong to?"??????????? She managed to chokeout through her dry mouth and sobs in a barely audible whisper, "i belongto You, Master."? ??????????? His eyes grew steely,"Yes, all mine, my toy, my slut, my fuckdoll, for my pleasure, myamusement.? My little one."? Her shudders increased with every word untilshe was trembling violently.? ??????????? His hand curled intoher hair, gripping roughly, bruising the scalp; he pulled her to her feet andwalked her to. I was watching cock in hand when Jimmy shouted out, Hey “Bobby”, I think mommy wants you to be first. I got up, stripped, hard as can be. The guys held mom as I embraced her. My cock rubbing up against her, hands on her breasts, grabbing he ass. “Bobby, you can’t do this. I am our mom. Oh God, please not you. NOOO.” She was screaming because I had lubed up my hand with baby oil and it was between her legs. She tried to twist away but the guys held her fast. My hand ran along her slit and. With a final realization of his defeat and failure, he carefully packed the remaining items left to him, gave the walls and floors a haphazard washing, then loaded his meagre possessions into his car. Taking a last look around, Roger locked the doors, then slipped the key through the mail slot, signifying the closing of a chapter in his life.For the next ten months, Roger lived out of his car. His wife had cleaned out their bank account, leaving him with no financial resources to start all over.