Uh... I don't know?

"Um… I never thought about stopping them… I guess?" you say realising that there had been more ways than just physically removing the lusty sasquatch yourself, from your wife and you can't come up with a single reason why you didnt try any other way.

The shivering girl looks at you quizzically, surmising you must be dumber than she thought as she says "Really? You never thought about calling the police? I mean that "thing" has been "****" your wife all day!" the dissappointed look on her face says more than she could ever say.

Growing a little agitated and defensive at having your stupidity shined under a light you respond "I-i didn't think about that! I mean what am gonna say to the police? That my wife is being **** by a sasquatch but she actually really enjoys it? Come on!"

"There are so many ways to stop them if you truly want them to" she says with a now more serious expression as she continues "You could use a rifle, buy some rat poison, call up some old frien..."

"I get it! i get it... geez... I-i... wouldnt feel right killing him..."

"OH, so its a him now?" she says catching you humanising the strange creature.

"I-its too smart to be a "thing", i mean... you can see the gears in his head turn when he looks at things..."

The girl now grinning at your flustered responses says "Maybe she's actually getting molested or maybe not... maybe... you actually enjoy it too..."

Before your able to process what she is saying, she continues.

You look at the girl trying to understand what shes saying but you loose track as you look at her blushing face.

"I think you actually get off on it, you know... the thought of your wife getting absolutely ravaged."

"No! I-im not! L-lets just get inside..." before you start briskly walking towards the cabin, the young prostitute obviously having had a few lessons in some kind of martial art, wrestles you softly to the cold ground in the blink of an eye. As your lying on your back looking up at her with a dazed expression you cant help but marvel at how beatiful the girl is as her afro rustled in the chilling wind,shading her face from the bright moon and stars shining up above. The pale moon shining up above illuminated the girls perfect body as every curve and every muscle was highlighted in the beaming moonlight as she plopped herself down into your lap cowgirl style.

Slightly worried you ask "What are you doing!?" The girl with a slight smile on her lips asks you "A lie detector test, tried and true... Do you get off on your wife getting fucked?"

Now slightly struggling against her iron grip you answer "No! J-just let me go!"

As she starts talking she slowly grinds her groin against yours "So its not hot how your wife is getting fucked to pieces by someone almost twice her size?"

As you feel yourself growing aroused, you struggle even harder against her even though it was futile.

Her grinding grows more feverish and frantic. "Think about his large cock just stretching out her dainty little pussy... reshaping it until you can't even fucking touch the sides"

You stop all struggling as your now raging hard on totally singels you out as a closet cuck. The girl now mischievously grinning at you waits as you muster up the courage to look her in the eyes.

After a few minutes of awkward (for you) silence you finally look her in the eyes and say.