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I submitted to her Bull

... kissed and stroked his bald, scaly scalp. It was a****l worship, devotion. I stared, taking in every detail, as Anna, absolutely oblivious to me, sucked on his tongue and nibbled on his lips and whispered words of love. I caught only the odd word: "Deeper... fuck me.... So big, darling... love you... fill me... always... I could die... please, please, please." Jack became urgent again. He pushed her away so that she sat up on him, and he began to thrust up into her hard. He wanted to fuck not kiss, wanted sex not love. Anna was like a rag doll, beaten by his huge, deep trusts, her head lolling and her arms flapping uselessly. He pounded her violently. As the pace built up, so did her reaction. She started to groan, then whimper and then let out a yelp with each thrust. Uncle Jack had to hold her up as he pummelled her again and again. Then Anna seemed to enter a trance, a daze, became quiet, just breathing deeply and whimpering. Her head fell forward a little and her hair curtained over her eyes. Jack didn't like this. His right hand went to her neck grabbing her throat roughly. He tilted her head up and slapped Anna's face firmly with the open palm of his left hand, four or five times. "Jack. Please don't hurt her," I shouted. I half rose, but before I was half way to my feet he cuffed me hard across the face with the back of his hand. "Stay there sissy. I'm not going to kill her. You two need to learn how a real man deals with his bitches." I fell back on the floor on my ...

... back, crying out. bl**d trickled from the edge of my mouth. I lay back on the floor. My legs splayed to reveal my little hard, twitching penis. I let them fall and stay wide like that to show myself, to show my abject, breathlessly excited acceptance of what Jack was doing to Anna, what he had done to me. He took the signal and grinned at me wolfishly. I felt hot, I'm sure I blushed up and down my naked skin. I lay back and stroked my little cock as this big, powerful man took my wife violently. Anna was silent only because he could barely breath, barely make a sound. But her eyes rolled back in her head then shut, her mouth open in a silent scream, her hips began a furious grinding dance on Uncle Jack's heaving, battering cock. He began to grunt, breathing hard now, sweat bursting on his bald head, his face a grimace now, the neck taught. Then he exploded. "Take that you fucking whore, Anna..." He came, beating into her again and again, then grinding at her, muttering unintelligibly to himself now. Anna's hips twitched, pulsing with her own orgasm. Jack's hand came away from Anna's throat. She gasped, drawing in air hungrily as she settled down onto him. My wife took the hand that had been holding her by the throat in her hands, She drew it up to her face and pressed her cheek into it. She kissed and licked at the palm. Slowly she let herself lie forward onto Jack, who drew her into a long, passionate kiss. This is when I came. I lay back fully, I shut my eyes and I stoked my ...