Chapter 44

She got on her knees and I told her to spread her knees even farther apart, and put her hands behind her neck so her breasts stuck out. Quentin had a hard on. Johnny was getting one and his was a whole lot more impressive.

"I want to be able to see your pussy juice drip on the floor, slut." When she was in position, I asked Johnny to check her cunt. "How wet is my slut's cunt right now?"

Johnny's middle finger might be as big as Quentin's cock. He shoved it up her cunt and she orgasmed.

"Pretty wet," he laughed, a deep rumble.

"You haven't fucked my cunt without a condom, have you Quentin?"

"No."

"'No, sir,' Cuck. I'm your wife's bull now, and I expect a little respect. You will address me as sir. Failure to address me as sir will result in you not getting access to my cunt. You, slut, will address me as Master, or sir. Failure to address me as such will