Sinful Creature
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group sex
It was an August, Sunday afternoon in the 80's: The white, 37-y/o Damian and Sonia, his 36-y/o wife, had gone to The Naughty Adventures Adult Bookstore.
They'd scarcely entered it when a white stud walked in and introduced himself, 'I'm Nathaniel.'
'I'm Damian and this my wife, Sonia,' the husband said.
'I thought I recognized her. She edits The *Odyssey Express Swingers' Magazine, doesn't she?' Nathaniel inquired.
'Yes, I'm Sonia, the slut,' she confessed.
'Is that the reason you married her?' Nathaniel asked.
'Yeah,' Damian replied.
'Well, she is a sexy cunt,' Nathaniel responded as he reached inside her dress to grope her large, firm udders .
'I'm milking the cow,' he remarked.
'Sonia wanders from the marital pasture,' Damian replied.
'That's because she's a slave to her lust,' Nathaniel said.
'She's a masochist, too,' the husband interjected.
'We should punish her for simply existing, shouldn't we?' Nathaniel suggested.
'That's why she's here,' Damian said as he went to the counter to purchase a ball-gag and a bottle containing rush, grabbed Sonia's reddish-blonde hair and steered her down the arcade hallway to a private viewing room while Nathaniel followed.
Having done that, Damian ripped her dress off, fastened her wrists in leather handcuffs attached to ropes hanging from the ceiling and stuffed the ball-gag into her mouth.
'Aren't you a beautiful damsel in distress!' Nathaniel snickered as he and Damian stripped.
Since a whip was available, Damian started lashing it across her svelte legs, tits and flat belly.
'Suffer, whore!' he demanded.
By then, Sonia had begun writhing in pain as she did until Damian tossed the implement aside and Nathaniel hurled his 8-inched spear into her cooze while Damian opened the bottle.
'She's desecrating the Sabbath; desecrate her,' he urged Nathaniel who contemptuously spat into her eyes, with Damian holding the bottle under her nose, slapping her lovely face and inducing her to a quivering orgasm.
'You must despise her!' Nathaniel chuckled as he unloaded in her snatch and dismounted her.
'God hates the sinful creature she is!' Damian jeered as he slammed his 10-inched pole into orifice between her lush thighs.
'Probably enough to **rape her!' Nathaniel answered, though her nodding surprised him.
'She's a pervert!' he declared before the husband's jizz filled her vag from which he withdrew.
Next, he removed the cuffs and ball-gag.
'Let's go to my house,' he extended an invitation to Nathaniel while he and the latter put their clothes on, then led Sonia out the rear door to Damian's car.
However, she was still naked upon arrival at the couple's dwelling where she further enjoyed one of the best Sundays she'd ever had.
*(She really did edit the magazine/**was present during another wife's “gangrape” in bondage)
They'd scarcely entered it when a white stud walked in and introduced himself, 'I'm Nathaniel.'
'I'm Damian and this my wife, Sonia,' the husband said.
'I thought I recognized her. She edits The *Odyssey Express Swingers' Magazine, doesn't she?' Nathaniel inquired.
'Yes, I'm Sonia, the slut,' she confessed.
'Is that the reason you married her?' Nathaniel asked.
'Yeah,' Damian replied.
'Well, she is a sexy cunt,' Nathaniel responded as he reached inside her dress to grope her large, firm udders .
'I'm milking the cow,' he remarked.
'Sonia wanders from the marital pasture,' Damian replied.
'That's because she's a slave to her lust,' Nathaniel said.
'She's a masochist, too,' the husband interjected.
'We should punish her for simply existing, shouldn't we?' Nathaniel suggested.
'That's why she's here,' Damian said as he went to the counter to purchase a ball-gag and a bottle containing rush, grabbed Sonia's reddish-blonde hair and steered her down the arcade hallway to a private viewing room while Nathaniel followed.
Having done that, Damian ripped her dress off, fastened her wrists in leather handcuffs attached to ropes hanging from the ceiling and stuffed the ball-gag into her mouth.
'Aren't you a beautiful damsel in distress!' Nathaniel snickered as he and Damian stripped.
Since a whip was available, Damian started lashing it across her svelte legs, tits and flat belly.
'Suffer, whore!' he demanded.
By then, Sonia had begun writhing in pain as she did until Damian tossed the implement aside and Nathaniel hurled his 8-inched spear into her cooze while Damian opened the bottle.
'She's desecrating the Sabbath; desecrate her,' he urged Nathaniel who contemptuously spat into her eyes, with Damian holding the bottle under her nose, slapping her lovely face and inducing her to a quivering orgasm.
'You must despise her!' Nathaniel chuckled as he unloaded in her snatch and dismounted her.
'God hates the sinful creature she is!' Damian jeered as he slammed his 10-inched pole into orifice between her lush thighs.
'Probably enough to **rape her!' Nathaniel answered, though her nodding surprised him.
'She's a pervert!' he declared before the husband's jizz filled her vag from which he withdrew.
Next, he removed the cuffs and ball-gag.
'Let's go to my house,' he extended an invitation to Nathaniel while he and the latter put their clothes on, then led Sonia out the rear door to Damian's car.
However, she was still naked upon arrival at the couple's dwelling where she further enjoyed one of the best Sundays she'd ever had.
*(She really did edit the magazine/**was present during another wife's “gangrape” in bondage)
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