1. Submisse the whore and wife


    Date: 10/5/2015, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: submisse, Rating: 66, Source: xHamster

    one,&#034 I encouraged him. Ronny looked at me with a conspiratorial grin. My wife's body was our playground and we were having the time of our lives. Rick squeezed the clamp, saw Pat's body jerk. &#034You're new to this. Yeah, it actually hurts more when you take them off,&#034 Ronny taught him. &#034And, the closer to the tip, the worse the pain. But I see you've discovered that on your own.&#034 Rick, eyes glazed over now, mouth open in a stupid smile, re-attached the clip to the tip of her other nipple. &#034Make her walk around,&#034 I suggested. Pat begged us not to, but Rick insisted. She got up slowly off the bed, every move sending pain shooting through her chest. &#034Jump,&#034 Ronny said. Pat's eyes got wide. &#034No, please, you're k**ding, right?&#034 In a quick motion, Ronny reached out and grabbed the chain hanging between the two clips. Pat gasped, then screamed in pain when he pulled the chain high. She got on her toes and he led her around the room like that, her arms flailing and tears streaming down her face. There was a knock on the door. I looked at my watch. Five minutes till two. That would be Jimmy and his crew. Six guys who worked construction downtown who'd seen me parading her around in that red latex dress that barely covered her fat ass. That was just last night. They stared and I noticed, so I had her flash them a few times, opening her legs so they could see she had no panties, letting a nipple show at the line of the deep-cut top. We'd talked ...
    and they'd agreed on twenty five dollars each for blowjobs and ass-fucking. It was decent money. The real money was going to be at three when they left. Ronny dropped the chain and Pat answered the door. The men filed in, staring and whistling at her, shaking hands with me, Ronny and Rick. &#034So, this gangbang's already goin', eh?&#034 one of them said. &#034She fucks all day and all night,&#034 I said, motioning them toward the couch. &#034That's one thing I can say for her. She may not cook and clean, but if you want something warm in the sack, she's your girl.&#034 I turned to Pat. &#034Isn't that right, baby?&#034 I patted my knee and she walked over, started to turn to sit on my lap. I put up my hand. &#034No, no, hang on.&#034 Then, to the men. &#034I can't have a cum drippin' cunt like yours soaking my new pants, can I?&#034 She hung her head and whispered, &#034no, Sir.&#034 &#034Wait, is the cunt a cum drippin' cunt or is she a cum drippin' cunt?&#034 one of the men asked, laughing. I turned to my wife, raised her face with my hand and looked into her eyes. &#034Well? Is your cunt a cum drippin' cunt or are you a cum drippin' cunt?&#034 I saw her belly tremble, knew the talk had turned her on. Nothing turned my wife on like being humiliated in front of a group of men. I slid my hand between her legs and started stroking her clit. &#034You going to answer me?&#034 I taunted. &#034Or are you just going to stand there and let me play with your pussy in front of these ...
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