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Memories of sweeter times flooded back, and the regret hit her all at once. So she said it. "Let's end this. I'll give you and your family a payout. Leave and go as far from here as you can." Thomas nearly lost his mind. "What? You can't just do that!" Renee didn't engage. "I can, because the person I love is my husband." She searched everywhere and finally tracked William down in a small town. The face she knew so well didn't show a flicker of anything when he saw her.

“It’s your pussy, baby. It feels too good. I want you to fill me and own me.” I buried my face in her neck and came deep inside her. I felt like I was spilling myself completely. She kept moving on top of me, slow and steady. Every pulse inside her sent shivers through me. When I pulled out, we were both covered in sweat and cum. It looked like a mess, but it was perfect. Then, she rolled off. A few minutes later, She got on top of me, hands on my chest. “Did you enjoy that? Fucking your wife’s pussy while it was full of other men’s cum?”

I shall let the wife play with me a little longer to make her happy. "Such fat pecs..." Michelle licks and nibbles my skin, and I tremble as she trails kisses down my abs and stops by my hipbones. "Your v-lines are gorgeous too... And so is your cock." A groan escapes me when she grips my cock, nestling herself between my thick thighs to suck on the fat head with a rhythm designed to tease me further. Is she trying to fucking kill me?! A fact about my wife: she is a devil in disguise. All innocent and sweet in the face, but an evil mastermind in bed.

She lifted her head from my dick and said, "I want you to fuck me Max. I'm still so horny." I climbed between her outstretched legs, gazing down at the dried cum of another man in her pubic hair, then slowly slid myself into my wife, being the second man to fuck her that night. Her pussy felt so wonderfully sloppy. For some reason, I relished in the fact that Kyle had his way with my wife earlier that evening. I imagined how good he must have felt being able to fuck a horny married woman who happened to be my wife and how good his dick must have felt while using her pussy for his pleasure.

I churned her up. "Yes, yes, yes," she moaned, wiggling her hips back and forth. "You're going to make me be such a bad wife! Oh, yes, I'm going to be so wicked! I'm going to cum on that big dick!" I winked at the other wife as I drilled the slut. "Be a bad, bad wife!" "YES!" she screamed, her pussy going wild around my cock. "I'm so bad! Cum in me! Flood my snatch with all your jizz!"

And they were all things that I could never have imagined. Seeing my gorgeous wife having super-hot sex with her best friend, Sandy. Sitting on a motel bed naked and jerking off with a cute exotic lesbian right beside me frigging her own pussy. Watching my wife and that cutie finger fucking their cunts for each other, long-distance, and then having my wife watch over the phone as the little vixen jerked me off in the public of our rental car.

She gasped and moaned, placing her head on the cushions, slowly rising her ass. “Damn, your friend is so tight,” I let it slip, looking at my wife’s reddish face. I could see her hand moving faster. Chomzy began moving her ass too, throwing it back, hastening her pace, and now I barely had to move. Her ass was coming to me. “Slap it.” She said, “I want your wife to see your handprint on my ass,” I was getting close to cum, but I could not stop. Just two more minutes, I thought to myself. My wife was now licking her fingers, juices dripping onto her boobs.

Good because I can’t hold on anymore. I lean down and suck on her neck making sure I leave a mark. That pushes Sabine over the edge. “ Holy fuck. Cumming.” she screams so loud I think the windows in the club shake. I go over just after her feeling her clamp down and pulse. “ Yes, baby. Squeeze my cock.” I shout. We stay like that for a minute. My legs feel like they are about to give but I don’t want to move. We are both heavy trying to get enough air in our lungs. I look at my sweaty, tired wife and can’t believe how beautiful she is.

My mother was in her room, and the last thing I needed was her hearing exactly how desperately I was fucking my wife. Amelia kissed me back just as fiercely, fingers digging into my shoulders. I started moving, steady and deep, using the strength in my legs and the arm under her to lift her slightly and drop her onto my cock again and again. Every stroke was controlled. Careful of the twins. But there was nothing gentle about the hunger behind it. I had gone too long without this. Without her.

"He bought me a house and a car. He also gives me fat allowances. We were using each other. I give him what he needs, he gives me what I need so how is he using me? If I think about it, we were using each other and I won't stop till I become his wife because I realized that all he has ever given me were peanuts. He owns billions and gives me thousands. Don't you think it's too small?" Dickson was furious at Meg's foolishness and greed. "You are so shameless. You knew that he was married, yet you decided to be with him. Heed my advice and get out while you still can. Sly wife isn't the angel I thought her to be. If she could even stand up to our mum, then how much more a mere ant like you?"