Scott could be cruel. When he sat down by the woman and picked up a wineglass, I knew that I was in for a very long evening. He then took the hand that had slapped my ass and he used it to push my face deeper into Jennifer’s gyrating pussy. I always did. He bent over and pinched my nipple so hard that I yelped. He liked to pull down my panties and see cum puddled in them. I felt used. After some time Scott walked back into the room and sat on the couch to look at me. His body was incredible and his hands bore me down on him. When my husband told me this morning that he wanted me to be a slut tonight I told him I’d make the arrangements.
