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What had gone unnoticed by the four men in the room, was just how much Haley had begun to enjoy being used. Her pussy which was not being touched, or fucked at the moment was soaking wet, her nipples were harder than ever before, her body felt as though it was on fire. She could feel every slow stroke of Kevin's cock in her ass. He was hitting some spot inside of her that was driving her absolutely crazy. The way Gary was talking and treating her, played into one of her darkest, deepest fantasies. She wanted to be dominated, owned, abused.
Haley had not been paying any attention to what else was going on in the basement. She really couldn't as her face was being smashed into Gary's crotch as he forced her to give him the type of blow job, he wanted. Her mind, was lost in a haze of sex so she never once thought about what Bill was doing or Tim, now that they weren't actively fucking her. She hadn't noticed Bill talking on his cell phone, or that another man had entered the room.
But suddenly, Gary pulled her hair, this time forcing her head back as far as it would go his cock escaping her mouth with a loud pop.
"Look who's here, slut," Gary said, looking into Haley's eyes a smirk on his face. Still controlling her head, he pulled her hair over to one side forcing her gaze to turn to the left.
It took a second for what Haley was seeing to register in her sex soaked brain, and even when it did register she couldn't believe what she was seeing. Standing at the side of the bed, naked his raging hard cock in his hand was her husband, Mike.
"Having fun, babe?" Mike asked, a huge grin on his face.
To Be Continued...
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