Sunday Fun day – revenge

Sunday Fun day – revengeAfter waking to Stacy & Ken deep kissing I was a bit ticked off. Actually, very pissed. I had told them earlier I did not care for that part. Just screw. Not hard to understand.Ken says to me “Get me hard and I’ll fuck her again”. As sucking cock is about all I can do now, I went for it. Play his game. Mine will come.So I hit the bathroom, wet a wash rag and clean Ken of the assorted residue. I end up kneeling on the floor with waist bent and my torso flat between Kens legs. Kind of surprised he is not hard yet. Stacy is taunting me a bit about getting him ready for her.It did not take Ken long, not more than a few minutes of head buffing did the trick.”Take that bitch from behind, this way she can’t kiss you.” I demand. Stacy pops her ass in the air up high. “Oh no” I say, on your side. I had my reasons. Ken presses himself into karşıyaka escort her, things looked to be going slow, then he popped out. Stacy kind of used her palm as a kind of backstop. Ken finally pulled one of her legs up high and grabbed her hips. He had leverage. The sound she made upon his forcing in was something other than pleasure. “Do the bitch hard Ken” I instruct. “Not too hard” says Stacy. “Very hard Ken, be the caveman”. Which my hubby did. He began stroking hard and not letting up when he hit resistance, he overcame it by forcing his cock in more. All this while she is vocalizing in a way that I know she is not having fun. I can see her floppy lips folded up inside her and being tugged with each stroke. Stacy has tears her eyes rolling across her face.Ken is better than 1/2 way in when I tell him to grab her karşıyaka escort bayan tits hard. Maybe she forgot telling me that since her implants they don’t like being manhandled. Maybe not. Stacy is hollering “No No No”. I’m saying just the opposite. She has enough control to pull a pillow into her face when she let out a loud scream and a cry. With that Ken stopped. She kind of got it under control, for a moment. “Ken, put her face down and give it to her.” Stacy kind of freaked but Ken is muscular enough to keep her under control. He had her legs closed with his huge cock deeply planted and just about all his 250 pound weight focused in her vagina. With each thrust she makes this horrible sound and her body jerks forward and inches up the bed. After a good while (not long enough by my measure) she is up at escort karşıyaka the headboard with her neck bend forward and her shoulder in contact with the wood. The crack sound every time that headboard hit the wall was the perfect compliment to her sound of discomfort. I can see my guy getting off on this. I brought out the worst in his nature. “Control Ken, don’t you dare cum yet” I demand. “Too tight…. Too late” he stammers. And with a couple more thrusts he lets out a big “Arrrrghhhh” and holds himself deep and still. All Stacy could do is whimper and I expect feel relief this was soon to be over.Ken started to go tender and began kissing her neck/back and he finally let his grip off her implants. “Get out Get out” she demanded. So he withdrew. I went up to her and I sat. “This is how the African breeds you. Next time I see that deep tongue kissing he’ll have to breed your ass”. She left pretty soon after that. Not even taking a shower. We have since spoken. She forgives me. In retrospect she thought it was quite hot, but painful.So maybe she likes being used as nothing more than a warm wet hole? That is just what I want. And I’m still out of commission.