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Wife in a slave house
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Donna Allen Wife in a slave house CHAPTER ONE She never liked Sunday mornings. On Sunday morning her husband was usually interested in sex. Angela Prentice lay in bed with her back to Ken. She wasn't certain he was awake yet. She hoped this was one of the days he would sleep until nearly noon. But then she felt him move. He was awake, all right. It was nine o'clock in Sunday morning and she suspected that in a few moments he would start something. She was right, of course. Ken pressed against her. She could feel his cock pressing against her ass. His arm came over her, his hand moving up to cover one of her tits. He pushed his cock more firmly against her ass. He wanted to fuck. "Awake, honey? Let's have a little you-know-what." She could feel the heat of his cock pushing against her ass crack. She hated it. She'd always hated it. It just wasn't her thing. Maybe some women liked, but she didn't. Now she pretended she was still asleep....