“You’ve been a bad little bitch, haven’t you?” I said insistently, sounding angry, probably genuinely angry on some level. XXX It dawned on me that the series of uncharacteristic, brutal hits may have had more to do with my resentment for the trick Marla’s daughters had played on me than any actual desire to strike this beautiful woman. She, too, seemed to find it still a little looser than she’d hoped. Instead, I tackled Marla onto the carpeted floor, landing on top of her with little concern for the impact of my weight on her womanly frame. John and I, too, were reaching our limits in tandem, largely inspired by Marla and Eva’s expressions. I rolled Marla back over and climbed down between her legs. “Terrell fucked Mrs. I did not know if she’d ever been fucked that way before, but her
