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By *4eric OP Man
over a year ago
Dublin |
We meet the 3rd in a hotel bar. After few drinks she tels me to go out for another round. When I'm comming back, waitress is cleaning the table, and there's no sign of my wife and the guy. After 15 minutes waiting, I get a text from unknown number. There's no message, just a photo of my beloved with his huge cock in her mouth, balls deep, like she never swallowed before. I sit down, and have a drink. Only then it occures me to check our room. I run down the hall, with my hands shaking and picture of my wife still in front of my eyes. I'm opening the door, turn the lights on - and it's empty. No sign of them. I sit on the couch, starting to worry a bit. He looked like a nice guy, but who knows? After about 2 hours I can hear her at the doorstep, doors are opening. There she is, on her own. You can tell by her dress and hair, that there was something going on. When I look closely, I can see traces of cum in her hair and on her lovely black dress. And? - I'm asking. She starts to pull up her dress, her panties are still on, but they're soaking wet. Lay down - she says - you have a lot of cleaning to do! Saying that she sits down on my face and starts riding me. Her and his juices are in my mouth and chicks but I don't want to miss a drop. After a good while she cums realy hard. You've been a good and patient boy - for that I'll let you fuck me. She spreads her legs wide open, and let me in. After few seconds I'm releasing the load I've been gathering for the whole evening into her sloppy pussy. You did the mess again! - she shouts.
After a while she goes to the shower, saying she's meeting Mark again tommorow, and if I'm as good as today - she'll let me watch the video they made. |
