I fell asleep at some point only to be woken by the sounds of them slowly fucking again. It drove me crazy to hear them but before I was sent to the floor Taylor had told me I had to stay on the floor until morning no matter what.
I got myself off again, this time to just the sound of them fucking. They had to hear me too. I didn't silence myself. I wanted them to hear me and invite me back up. They never did.
I am pretty sure that if she let me I would fall in love with her. She was dangerous. But I no longer cared. I wanted this more and more. My worries about it not having the same vibe as the first time were unfounded. With the way she took control I would always feel powerless to her. Now I understood how much I wanted that and her. Needed it actually.
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I found myself getting as angry for "her" as I do in cuckold stories for "him". He should not be fucking without her there. Think he may be an asshole. .
Cuckold or Cuckquean, Psychiatric Help is a Must!
WTF! ~ This is some sick shit! It's like making fun of the mentally/emotionally handicapped! Why the fuck get married,and have a teenage girl living in the same house as well? ~ These sick fucks need to go to the bank,get 100 rolls of quarters,and just go to the local perv shop to watch a couple of horndogs fuck!more...
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