She finally glanced the building from the neon sign in front. She saw that there was a few men milling outside the front. This she found awkward, but accommodated the request by sliding in through the side door and unbuttoning her blouse from the top and then the bottom so one button held her top together and her swelling tits stood on display and she tucked up her skirt so that her ass cheeks were showing. She wanted to call Jim. She wanted Jim to assure her, but she knew that if she was to complete this, it was up to her and not Jim; it was her new interest’s wants, and hers. Lori had no idea if this was the meeting or if this was another request. She pulled the e-mail out and read it before she went further in the stacks of the store.

“There is a porn shop near your work, a place close enough to walk to. Go there at lunch. Show the men there that you want and crave the depravity that they are eager for, show them what you can offer for them, your tits and ass, your bald cunt with your wet lips displayed so that there is no mistaking what a needing neglected wife whore you have become, hungering for men to look and leer at your holes and see you as nothing more than their fantasy cum hole, let them tell you what they want to use you for. Let them see that you are just as eager by touching your cunt, spreading it so that your pink meat shows, letting them see how you enjoy them by running your hands over them. Do this and I will join you shortly.

R.“

Lori stuffed the note into her pocket and strode back to where the jack stalls were, showing porn at a quarter for five minutes. She saw the few stragglers there, men uncertain how to proceed or just bored men trolling to wait for the dancers that began at one, their naked dances set up behind sliding slats that rose and fell as the men feed the coin machines in the wall. She became disoriented, not clear how to proceed but one man approached. He looked at her there, and his grim stare took in the sight of her bare pussy and open blouse. “The bathroom is towards the back.” Lori thought that if this was him, she would run, get out and walk out on her whole intention, she was not confident enough for this, she was a whore but not enough to be this man’s slut, she wanted to believe that at least her tormentor was her equal, even if he was to own her. He had to be more, not the vacant rumpled gangly man that was speaking to her. She edged back and then looked, and others were milling behind him. She looked at his eyes and yet there was nothing knowing there. She had only the words he spoke hitting her, “bathroom, back”. She stumbled back away from the man and only felt along the wall down a hall of doors leading to video booths; the sounds of sucking mouths and screeching howls of fucking blaring through the thin doors. She pushed in the door and while the door closed it had no handle or way to secure it closed and she sat on the toilet and started to amass her thoughts.

She heard even louder the sounds of the videos echoing in the stall, woman clearly getting rammed hard or the gagging throttle of their mouths getting choked by cock meat, the moaning of getting jizz dumped on them. She sat and began to get scared, why, she thought, why did I come here? What am I doing? She closed her eyes and then let herself listen and focus. The crude brutal sounds of the porn videos assaulted her ears and she envisioned the woman getting filled without regard for her needs, gaining her pleasure at some man pumping into her violently and roughly, stuffing her with his fuck meat to get her to cum, wanting the starlet to get her wet nastiness flooding out so that her stud could unload his money shot on her, to drench her ass or mouth or cunt with his cum milk. She kept thinking at that vision as she reached down and ran the length of her finger down between her puffed out twat lips, letting her ring rub up on her clit hood, the tip growing and getting angry and raw. Lori started to saturate her hole, letting her wetness boil up.

She heard the rumbling and then she saw the first cock stuff in through the wall, a crude hole bored open, a shaft that moved into the area, it’s head smeared in a slick wetness, and then another jutted in from the other side, it’s rigid girth bobbing up as it loomed towards her. She never let go of her nub but let her eyes wedge open slightly and opened her mouth and licked at the first cock and then switched over to the other. Only licking at the glans of both the cocks she listened intently as the porn fuck princesses in one of the video booths yelled out for the stud to fuck her hard, stuff his wad up into her. Lori moved her palm against her clit and rubbed herself faster as she sat up and licked farther down one cock and then went back to the other. The men were humping up against the wall separating them and the vibrations rocked the thin barriers of the stall. The door swayed back on its hinges, naturally pulling back on its own weight so that she was partially on view. She caught the eyes of other men looking in, watching as she sat splayed out and rubbing herself off, her mouth alternating between the hard stiff cocks at her mouth. She ignored the men looking at her, only heard their voices as she made out their words. “Suck his cock, yeah, make that dick wet with your mouth…” “Fuck you are nasty little doll aren’t you, hungry for some prick…” “I am going to dump a full week’s worth for you honey, you’ll love it I swear...” “Show us your tits; pull them out for us…” Lori reached up and tore the last button open and pulled her bra open, letting the perverts see how her nipples were thick and full. She started in on the cocks and pulled her hand up to jack one as she sucked the other one, leaning down and trying to taste the balls of both men shoving their jutting cock shafts at her. She could hear the meat of the onlookers being slapped and stroked as she sucked on the two wall cocks.

Her ears and mind was filled with the beating off of the men, her wet sucking mouth and the pounding vocals of porn sluts getting fucked and plunged on the video screens all around her. Each turn she took with the cocks she opened her mouth wider and plugged the invading shaft deeper as she could; knowing that her eyes were welling up and that her mascara was weeping on her cheeks, her saliva coming back out and running over her chin. She thought, if he is here, he will see she is ready for him, ready to become his, willing to do what that took. The first cock began to jerk out, and her mouth began to get a coating of his dump load, the slick white gobs jolting in her mouth and she let up to go back to the other, a wad painting her cheek as she did, then the second cock arched up and she caught a flood of cum pasting across her lips into her mouth and she swallowed quickly letting the dick head spasm his load on her tongue again. The door was wide open now and men where standing jacking at her body as she drank the fresh deposit, snaking the stray strands back between her lips to her tongue with her fingers. Suddenly she was scared and moving up her heel, pushed at the stall door.

Lori was unnerved what she had done, at what she was doing and she pulled her skirt down and tucked her breasts back into her bra, wiped her face with toilet paper, telling herself she was crazy to have done this, she had a good job, a house, what was she thinking. She felt distracted and then dirty for what she allowed herself in for, it was just a fantasy that was getting out of hand. It was filthy and disgusting, showing herself off and sucking cock in a rancid bathroom in a porn shop. She shivered at her actions and stood up on weak legs and then saw to her horror, two more rigid cocks appear in the wall holes and she pulled her blouse together and pushed out through the door, and through the men that groped her as she went back to the side door and ran out into the alley. Everything was mixing around in her mind and she was frightened that someone who knew her would see her in this condition, her face smeared with mascara and her lips swollen from having the men fuck in between her lips. She walked quickly down the alley towards the street, hopeful of getting a cab so she could compose herself and tidy up, for all she knew, cum was still on her face. Jim was her husband, what had he done to get her into this, why was she so intent on being a stranger’s cock whore, even the words repulsed her as she thought them.

Lori tugged her business jacket tight and tried to hail a cab, looking wildly around. There were only scattered businessmen out on lunch and street vendors out at lunch hawking their wares. She ducked in to a restaurant and walked quickly into the ladies room, wanting to get made up so that she could get back to work, to regain her safety and calm down. She cleaned herself up best as could be done and applied fresh makeup and lip gloss and then heaved a sigh of relief and stepped out. She again started to walk back towards the business center. Riding the elevator she kept her eyes averted, not wanting to breach any contact with anyone until she could get to her office. As she stepped into the foyer, her assistant handed her a post it. Jim had called, the message, “Urgent. Come home.” Lori called and tried his cell phone but there was no answer. She pushed back her hair and let her assistant know that she was going home for the afternoon and that if anything urgent came up to call her there. She put on one of her long coats she kept in the office closet and went down to parking and climbed into her BMW.

Twenty minutes later she pulled in the driveway and saw Jim’s Land Rover and breathed a sigh of relief, at least she was home and where he knew what was going on. She was going to tell him, that she thought this had gotten out of hand and that she had rethought what she was doing was too risky and that maybe they should just get counseling and forget about all this Hot Wife stuff, they could go back the way they were, find what they had before. She looked at her face in the rear view after she pulled in and parked and made sure to smile as she got out and started up the driveway. The images of getting face fucked in the bathroom and of the men watching and stroking off outside the door flooded her mind as she went in the front door, uncertain how much she was going to tell Jim. She called out to him as she set her things down in the foyer, and then went around to the sound of his voice in the living room. She was startled by the sight there before her. Jim was sitting in his boxers on the couch, his hands kept flat under his ass. A lank tall man in a elegant charcoal suit was sitting across from him, his jaw set hard and his mouth cooked slightly as he looked at her reaction, his legs crossed and his eyes were bemused by her stopping short coming up into the living room. He looked Germanic, a hard edge to his demeanor, but he was well kept.

“Come in and join the party.” His voice was firm and controlled and measured as she knew against any doubt that this was him, the man that she ached for and wanted so badly, his perverse words and taunting degenerate statements now here before her and Jim a mere spectator to their first meeting. Her mouth went dry and she couldn’t speak. She only ventured into the room cautiously. She kept her smile up, her glossy lips radiating her confidence she had only moments ago, but she hardly felt it. He lapped at the seat next to him, motioning where she was to sit. She came closer but continued looked at Jim’s eyes. She slowly sat alongside him but he did not look at her, only looked at Jim. As she settled in beside him, his palm ran along her thigh to her knee, casually squeezing and then letting up, gliding back and forth, feeling her skin only. “Jim tells me that you liked the outfit and the extras that came with it. That you looked wonderful in it, and that you made a show of it. Is that right?” Lori only nodded her head up and down, still keeping her eyes on Jim. “I am glad that you liked dressing up, shows you like to please.”

Lori cast a glance at his profile and it was strong, a hard jaw, straight white teeth, his nose straight and his lips pursed but playfully wistful as he again ran his hand along her other leg, crossed over one another. Lori kept grasping at something to say but it seemed no words came to her. She only stayed and let him feel her legs, the touch warm and intimate. Jim had no expression at all, just watching and waiting. His hand then moved in between her legs and she was forced to uncross them to make room and she opened them so that she sat parted on the seat next to him. “Did you like your lunch today Lori, you did put on quite a show there as well.” Lori slumped now, knowing that he had seen it and had probably been there and just as probably had told Jim about it. She turned and looked at his profile but nothing registered, he wasn’t one of the anonymous faces stroking off in the arcade, unless he was maybe one of the wall cocks and she suddenly started to say something but he said quickly, “No, I wasn’t behind one of the walls.” He laughed cynically. He let his hand further explore along her leg, up and then over to her other thigh, careful to just slightly brush the edge of his palm along to where her thighs and cunt met, curving down and then back along her expanse of taut thighs. He only slightly tugged at her legs to spread wider as she listened to him as he continued to speak. He was silent for a time and then said looking over at Jim. “Lori, get up and go over to Jim and play with him, your hands first and then just your mouth; show him that you love him, go on.” He yanked forward on her leg and Lori took that to get up, but he held her leg and again yanked it forward. “No crawl over there. I want to see your holes as you make your way to him, see how they open up with your movements.” She had no thought on the request and slithered down and propped on all fours on the carpet, certain that her skirt was high enough that he could see her pussy bulge between her thighs and her asshole coming open as she crawled towards Jim. Lori’s mind had gone numb since walking in the room and she only followed whatever it was he said. She felt herself start to wet up and she feared looking over her shoulder back at him sitting behind her.

Lori moved until she was up in Jim’s lap, Jim’s cock obviously hard in his boxers, his hands still held beneath his ass and breathing hard as she let her mouth kiss and move over his stomach and then his chest to his nipples and then the underside of his neck, the way she use to when they were first married. She let her tits caress his chest as she worked up to his lips and kissed and licked at his mouth, still rubbing against him. She let her hair tease over his face and his chest and down his stomach. She then moved back to his neck and licked his ear and his shoulder, then moving her hand over the bulge in his boxers and his waist until his cock was totally hard and edging from the slit in his boxer shorts. At that she romantically and aggressively rubbed her face over him as her hand pulled him fully out and stroked his prick in a gentle jacking motion. Under her breath she murmured how she wanted it, wanted Jim to let her suck him in her mouth, how she craved to have Jim pump his seed on her tongue like old times, how she loved and missed Jim ravishing her the way he use to, how when he was so hot for her. Lori let her hands stroke up along his sides, over his chest and up around Jim’s neck and entwined them behind his neck and then descended down with her tongue and mouth onto his cock and started to fuck his small shaft with her mouth and tongue, spitting on Jim’s dick and swirling it in her mouth as she moaned up and down with her head on him pumping up into her oral cavity. She smelled Jim’s need and lust as he thrust into her lips; she arched her back farther down so her mouth increased the pressure of Jim probing up harder into her proffered mouth, her lips tightening to give Jim more friction on his anxious cock head. The more he jammed into her mouth, the more she moaned and urged Jim on to give her his cum. She had not long to wait, Jim tensed and then, she tasted his jizz flowing out onto her tongue and teeth, the slimy scud trails leaking through her mouth as she ground her mouth completely down Jim, her nose buried into his stomach as she smelled and savored the cock juice Jim had given her. Jim leaned way back in posture, captive.

Lori sensed rather than saw him and he pulled her up quickly by a fierce grip on her elbow. “There, get up fuck mouth, get up and go upstairs.” Lori was blinded by the reference but she got up and as she stood next to him, he ripped her blouse open and shoved down her bra so that her tits were trapped out, shoved up to him and he unzipped her skirt roughly, pushing it down her legs. Her eyes looked wildly as he propelled her by her elbow. “Now!” He pushed her away and she scrambled to maneuver the stairs up toward her bedroom. “You know what to do.”

Behind her as she climbed the stairs, she heard him addressing Jim, “I hope you enjoyed that you wimp, it’s the last time you’ll have your wife again, unless I say so, and that won’t be anytime soon.” Jim winced back, expecting something more, but then, simply nodded his head at the stranger in front of him.

Lori stripped off her blouse, bra and heels and went to the closet, pulling all the things down onto the bed and went to the bathroom, leaving the door open, giving access. It was done now, she thought, if I was going to back out it was not what Jim wanted and now she saw that it was what she had agreed to. The shaving, the lipstick on her pussy lips, the exhibition at the stores, the performance at the porn shop, the nasty filthy conversations between emails; it was leading to this and now that it came she knew that there was no going back. That performance with Jim downstairs, it was more for him than Jim, she hadn’t known what it would become but as soon as he asked she crawl to Jim she started calculating how to get Jim off, to blast his load in her mouth so that he could see it. She coaxed and said the right words, teased her husband with old memories, so that he’d want to believe that she was aching to relive those old times, he knew the buttons to push emotionally. Jim would love anything and the chance to use Lori’s throat and mouth again were evident in his eyes as she crawled to him. The rest was play acting, but the fact was there, she wanted it hard and real and right now he was here to make sure that was going to happen.

Lori flushed as she stepped in her shower and washed, cleaning her holes and getting them ready for soiling for him. She enjoyed being able to stick her fingers in her ass and cunt and getting them purified for him, washing them out so that he could defile them with his own branding. She dried up with a thick towel and went to the bed, not hearing anything downstairs. She pulled the dress and shoes, waist chain and took them to the bathroom and began to prepare herself. She did her face up and her hair, her eyes, lilting and beckoning; and then reached to again shave her bald opening bare. Applying gloss to her mouth she then snatched her short hem aside and coated her cunt lips with her lipstick, making it shimmer as she spread it out on her bulge so that it was hued rather than an obscene twat line along her lips. She put crème on her skin, perfumed and silken, so that she shined in the bathroom light. At last she put on the beaded diamonded collar and snapped the mask around her neck, letting it hang loose for now. Her earrings glittered on her ears, catching the light and casting off shards of light sparks. She looked perfect; perfect for fucking, perfect for use and submission. She looked at herself in the mirror and saw that she was, in her thoughts, her appearance and availability, ready to let this happen, wanted it and now waited poised to commit to it. Her hesitations from earlier were seeping away and her fantasy of being a used hole and cunt took back her instinctual needs, she wiped away the thought of being again Jim’s housewife, dutiful and compliant, her soaked up cunt and hard tits were what motivated her sense of herself, her packaged body and beauty were what she ached to offer up.

She looked like a high end whore and that was what she envisioned she was and wanted to be for the man that was downstairs waiting to ravish and turn her from her status as a frustrated house wife into a fucking hole; a slut that eagerly wanted to have a man possess and debase her in a way that went completely against what she was raised to believe. She knew from his mere suggestion to the actions that she so wantonly performed this afternoon that she had no way to turn back; that this was within her and she sought it out willingly. She walked out onto the landing and started down the stairs. The first thing she saw in the living room was that Jim was tied ankles and hands to a kitchen chair, naked, and propped facing away from the couch where he sat naked except for a towel over his cock and waist. His stomach and chest looked firm and tight, chiseled from a exercise regimen, as she proceeded down. She clearly saw that he was hard under the drape of the towel. He turned as she stepped off the lower step and walked towards him. He let out a low groan as he saw what she presented before him. Lori saw his cock move under the towel, as she ran her hand through her hair and zeroed in on his eyes with hers. Her mouth primed up at the corners of her lips, a smile that invited him and assured him. He let her approach so that she stood directly in front of him, her heels to either side of his stretched out feet, little more than a foot was between them. He raised his hand and flexed his fingers as he reached up and coddled her cunt lips, rubbing them, seeing the moisturized slick glow of her baldness, the fondled gloss she had applied over them.

He smiled widely as he felt her lips and moved his other hand underneath the nape of his towel, gliding along his tumescent hardness. “You look and feel like your fuck hole, ripe and ready, I like that in my women.” He slowly let his fingertips probe her twat and father back onto her ass; between her ass cheeks to savor each detail. “Nice and sticky aren’t you? I can feel that silky wetness; you are so nasty for anyone, like all those throbbing cocks in the shop today, letting those men fuck your throat. You enjoyed that, I told Jim how you were such a cum mouthed whore for them, how you looked as you perched on the toilet while you disgustingly gagged on their meat. I was surprised you were able to pull yourself together to go back to the office, what with jizz on your face and your lips so bruised by all that cock sucking you enjoyed. Such a raw piece of fuck meat you are.” He laughed menacingly under his breathe as he parted her smooth lips open and diddled her clit as she stood open for him, his hand toying along her sensitive nub. He hooked a finger into her cunt and leveraged his thumb forcefully over her clit as it grew out and throbbed. Lori felt her legs start to weaken but she held her hands at her back and straightened, making herself stand up and thrust forward for his exploration. He took full advantage and made his fingers bundle up and he stuffed two in her moist opening as he watched her. Turning them down, he stretched her load hole open so her could see her pink hole tube and the glistening sheen she had welled inside. He reached up ever so slowly as he toyed with her, and let his free hand maul her tits and nipples, pulling each out and then caressing them in his palm, then yanking the nipples again. Lori was not thinking anymore, her cunt and tits and body were open and subject to whatever he felt he wanted to do with it, she only wanted to allow him access. His face came down and as he held her twat open, he licked up into her pink flesh, tasting her drenched cock tunnel and sucking out her crème. He gripped her right tit and pulled hard on the nipple as he suckled her cunt. Lori let out a determined moan and felt the shivers start up the back of her legs. His free hand left her nipples and grabbed her chin and held her jaws as he looked up.

“Like that didn’t you.” He twisted his hand back around and proceeded to thrust the two fingers in knuckle deep and then back out, gliding easily. With that she felt her first cum, the small rumble and then the surge build, enveloping her legs and tits and cunt as he brutally stuffed in and out and as Lori was about to reach out to grip his shoulder, he pulled the invading fingers out from her as he stood up next to her. His lips now kissed at her neck and up to her ear and over her cheek and face. He reluctantly let his hand rub again at her clit but not fiercely; instead luring her with a slow touch, making her rear back in his hold and then push forward her pussy lips, hoping to have him finger her up inside again, but the tips barely made contact and she realized for the first time how labored her gasps were as she opened her eyes to look at him fully in the eyes. Her vision was unfocused and she merely stood letting him use her. He made a wistful motion and licked at her ear as she swooned in his grasp and then he came up; palm open and smacked at her raw cunt and clit, sending her recoiling in his grasp. She started to cum and felt her spasms quaking through her body as she became limp and loose in his arm. She jittered and buckled against him as he squeezed her ass cheeks, holding her up and again edged a finger in her, Lori’s cunt milking anything that touched her. Her eyes were glazed as she flushed on him, the sounds of her cum like echoes to her, reverberating back at her from far away. “Such a weak hole you are, barely able to keep yourself up, there you go slut…cum for me, let it out.” He pulled his finger out and fed her cum to her and Lori licked at the taste regardless, hungry and sucking. She whimpered as she shivered all over.

“Grab my prick and stroke it, go on, stroke my cock.” Lori did as she was told, wrapping her hand around his girth and feeling it for the first time, the thickness and heft of it in her palm, feeling it stir at her touch. “Jim, are you hearing this, how I made your wife cum, how much of a cock slut she is? Your wife is a real whore, an unbelievably gorgeous piece of ass but a stupid twat all the same. Isn’t that right Lori? Tell Jim whose jizz hole you are, he should hear it from you, you did just give him a mouth fucking after all.” Lori’s thoughts swirled in her head as she quivered from having cum so hard and her ears had been assaulted by his rude comments and remarks but she was speechless; having no defense against what he said that was so true, she only paused before speaking.

As Lori fondled his cock and balls she looked directly at him. He once again was squeezing her full tits and running his other hand over her ass cheeks, touching her leaking cunt from behind. “I am your’s.” She hesitated, “Your…your cock whore, I am.” Once again he reached up and played with her clit as he kissed her neck and breathed into her ear. He pinched her clit slightly in his fingers and she winced back as he held her prone. “I am your jizz hole, your stupid fuck thing.” She ached inside from wanting the cock in her hand to be shoved up in her cunt. “I am a whore and a slut and I am begging you to fuck me, fuck all my holes, please!” Her voice sounded desperate as she talked. Again his finger probed into her drenched pussy and she reared up on her heels so that she could try and ride his fingers, humping them as he finger fucked her. He nodded at Jim. “Jim I am his, your wife is his sex hole; his to use and fuck.” Lori continued to jam over his fingers, her hand jacking his shaft and smearing his pre cum over his cock crown and along the shaft as it throbbed. A guttural sound escaped her mouth as he pumped deeper into her splayed cunt lips; her one arm wrapped over his neck holding onto his shoulder tightly and her other hand obsessed with his stiff prick. She bounced on his knuckled fingers as she leaned forward and began to pant in exhaustion at the orgasm attempting to overtake her. “Fuck Jim, I am not worth anything unless I am his cunt and his whore.” The words had come out and she didn’t care, she said them loudly and proud that she was able to completely voice what she felt. She rolled her eyes up and let the spasm course through her, hitting her hard again as she let go of his cock and licked at his pre cum that had leaked over her hand, appreciating the tang of his cock scum.

Then like a blur she was spilled out on the couch and she eagerly spread out her legs, her hands wrapping her calves as she opened up herself to his insidious domination over her. Her mouth gaped open as he started to tongue her, his thick rasped texture of his tongue splitting and toying far up her pussy as his hands pushed back at her thighs, making her spread as wide as she could, her thigh muscles screaming as they were shoved back, feeling like they would tear. He licked her clean, the drool of her cunt cum vacating her into his mouth, replaced by his spit and sucking. Lori muttered under her breath, babbling at what she felt, her face a smear of lust at what he was doing and how he controlled her. She was out of her mind with needing his cock in her, anywhere, her mouth, cunt or ass, but coherently saying that was no use, she couldn’t do anything but allow him to ravish her body and react to what he did. Finally she saw him rear back and then brutally she felt the full stuffing of his cock battering up into her crammed cunt and the head ram against her cervix, bruising her hard and rough.

Lori fell away from any conscious sight, feeling or need at that point and her pure pleasure enveloped her, his pumping attack like a rape inside her fragrant cunt a blessing to her as she took him in bucking up to meet his thrusts. Like before, she only heard echoes of her voice yelling out for him to fuck her, to dump a load in her, crying that she needed to be his cunt hole. Her legs and heels were wagging around his angry fucking down into her, bouncing wildly around.

Her tits were flopping out her dress as he mashed down full weight against her available mound, her clit angry and raw as he pounded in. She only vaguely heard her voice using the filthiest words she could to incite him to fuck her harder and rougher and not care about what a greedy fuck hole she was, what a cock load whore she was for him, telling him that she’d fuck anyone he wanted her to, would gladly let anyone he wanted to use and abuse her body however they wanted. Lori wanted to feel his flood of rich fuck crème out of him, wanted it at any cost and thrust up at his rampaging girth as he viciously fucked her with his strength. Lori had never been so filled and fucked as she was at that moment and she cried as she burnt with his cock shaft plowing into her, tears pouring down her face. He kissed her lips hard and ran his tongue into her mouth; she sucked gratefully at the gift. His hand came around as he kissed her and pulling her ass apart, stuck a finger in her ass hole and massaged his cock head in her cunt hole and Lori became uncontrollable beneath him, squirming but holding his face to hers as she deeply kissed and swallowed his tongue in her mouth.

He seemed to be fingering and jacking the head of his cock through her ass and cunt and Lori sensed the pulsating throb of his cock welling thicker in her already stretched hole. She mashed her mouth on his and held on desperately to him, running her hands over his back, his ass, his hips and chest, stuffing him in her. The room was filled with her nasty words and groans as he grabbed her neck and choked her, cutting her oxygen, making her swoon and tear at his hand, but his scum coated cock breached out of her cunt and left it gaping wide as he scrambled up using the back of the couch to leverage himself and then, she felt him loosen the grip and as she gasped for air, his white thick fuck paste hit her face and pulsated into her mouth for her to taste. She opened her mouth as wide as possible and allowed the drenching warm sticky goo load rush in, over her tongue to her tonsils and Lori relished the slime as his cock twitched admitting burst after burst of his creamy load to her. She vibrated as she lay under him as he delivered his jizz in stream after stream, branding her mouth with his scalding load. She felt and knew she was finally here and trapped at finally being what she wanted to be, a pampered humiliated play hole for someone that understood what she had so long understood herself to be, needed and secure in her submission to her desires and perversions.