“Are you alright?” I asked, still gripping her arms. She looked up at me and nodded, “I think so. I thought I ran into a wall.” “Forgive m.... I should have been more attentive,” I apologized to her. “No, that was my fault. I was rushing to find my camera man. I was to meet him at the main stage ten minutes ago,” she replied. I turned my head and called out to Jim. I recognized the cute brunette from billboards for a local television station. Her name escaped me. I was sure Jim wanted to meet. Dave kept smiling as he pushed his third, well-lubed finger up into my wife’s tiny little hole. She was thrashing around yet with her legs folded and her torso curled up, there wasn’t much that she could do against Dave’s bulk and strength. This was about to happen if I didn’t intervene and use the pre-arranged safe word.“You’re getting ass-fucked” Dave hissed into my wife’s face, “so either take it like the slut that you are, or I will tie you up… your choice”“No, PLEASE” my wife protested. I. More

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