CHAPTER SEVEN
When they got home, May was woozy. S She was sick. She couldn't talk and about she could remember was the absolute degradation she had undergone. And the most degrading part of all of it was the way she had enjoyed herself. She had and there was no denying it. Tongues and c***s and fingers stuffed into her cunt had turned her on with equal abandon. And the wickedness she had experienced, letting other people actually watch her f**k. Or letting Alex's Lesbian sister lick her cunt.
May shivered. She'd been evil and wicked, that was for sure-damn sure.
"How did you like the party, hon?" Alex looked at her and licked his lips.
They were in bed. May had taken a shower to clean herself, but she still felt dirty. She looked at her husband lying alongside of her and hated him-lit
