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Found a box of condoms in my wife's car

12/26/2012

What would you do if you think your wife is prostituting
herself? I had everything a man could ask for in a wife until
her ugly secret popped up. Even though I still loved her
with all my heart, I had to decide what I could accept and
what I couldn’t.


I met Jen while we were both in college and immediately we
clicked but only as friends. We shared so many of the same
values and goals it was easy to become friends with her.
Neither Jen nor I had time for dating so even though we grew
closer as people, romance never entered the picture. Not
to suggest I didn’t’ find her attractive because there
was something about the woman that definitely caught my
eye. But she seemed so focused on grades and graduation
she never appeared interested in me other than as her friend.



Personality wise, Jen was a fire cracker with a bubbly personality.
Physically the woman had great curves in all the right places
even though she stood only five foot one. For the record
I love women who have a roundness to them, not fat but more
on the stocky side. And Jen definitely had a wide sexy feminine
shape.


We parted ways after graduation and took jobs offering
us both a bright future. About a year passed and although
I thought of her once in a while I focused on my career in hopes
of hitting it big. And things worked well for me for a short
time although I discovered corporate life was way too intense
and much more complicated than I originally thought. The
promotions did not come my way but I remained dedicated
to my future.


And then as it destiny stepped back into my life I ran into
Jen at an after hour mixer for young professionals. Instantly
that meeting rekindled many of my old feelings for her.
And I might add she looked fantastic with her business suit
and new professional style. “How are you?” I asked
once we were face to face after a year apart. I felt nervous
with her right in front of me.


Jen was not nervous at all and wrapped her arms around me
as I stood there feeling her breasts against me for the first
time. She finally pulled back and giggled before taking
me by the hand and introducing me to all her friends. “Are
you dating anyone?” she asked once we were together at
the bar away from the rest of the crowd. “Not really, ”
I replied chuckling at her boldness which I had forgotten
but had always enjoyed.


Jen seemed pleased with my answer and explained that it
had been months since she lasted dated. “I work almost
every night and I simply don’t have time for a relationship, ”
she said with a smile on her bright face. Just seeing her
again made me appreciate her good looks with her long brown
shoulder length hair and cute smile.


“Well it appears we could help each other out, ” she
giggled under her breath. Not sure what that meant I simply
nodded yes`. An hour later the crowd was winding down when
Jen sought me out again and pulled me aside. “Want to spend
the night?” she asked without hesitation. At first I
was not sure if she was teasing me with such a bold question.



My heart rate doubled as I looked into her eyes and felt my
world suddenly spinning out of control. I don’t think
I had a chance to even respond when I felt her hand grab hold
of mine and pull me out the front door onto the street. Twenty
minutes later I found myself standing in her well appointed
apartment shocked at how fast things were happening. “I
knew you would say yes, ” she said before walking out
of the room.


Five minutes later I began to tremble when she I saw her reappear
wearing a see through top and lacy panties. I couldn’t
help but stare at her soft breasts and very dark areolas
under her top. My dick was hard within a few seconds. Jens’
breasts were not huge but adequate and the curve in her hips
drew my eyes to her panties immediately. I could clearly
see the outline of a dark patch of fur around her pussy as
her sexuality dripped from her frame.


We had spent time merely friends back in grad school and
suddenly the aggressive focused woman I thought I knew
had transformed into this sexual creature. Sensing she
was in control Jen walked up to me and pressed her delicious
lips against mine. And then I experienced something I never
expected as we made it back to her bedroom tearing each other’s
clothing off along the way.


She was so frantic it felt like she needed a good fucking
more than anything else in the world. Like I said earlier
her five foot one frame was tiny yet solid as her hips offered
a wide comfortable platform once I climbed on top of her.
But first we clung to each other and allowed our hands begin
to explore each other’s bodies. She trembled when I finally
slid my hand under her panties before touching her wet slippery
crack for the first time. I soon discovered Jen indeed had
a full thick patch of hair covering her wet slippery pussy
as she wiggled constantly while my fingers played with
her.


“You’re amazing, ” I told her as I watched her body
tense up and then go spastic. I could hardly contain myself
when I spread her legs ready to mount her after all this time
being just her friend. “I really need you tonight, ”
she whispered as my thick cock pushed up into her incredibly
tight pussy. Her inner muscles gripped onto my hard shaft
and sucked me into her womb. But Jen was very tight and we
had to struggle together as inch by inch my shaft made its
way inside of her. My organ had never felt a woman so narrow
before as her muscles gripped my shaft causing it to throb
even more. My shaft was filled with blood yet her inner muscles
squeezed it even more which felt amazing from the very beginning.



And with each inch I probed her, the hotter she responded.
Her mumbles and groans were intoxicating as my cock penetrated
her tight tunnel. Once I my shaft was buried, Jen let loose
thrashing all over the bed while pulling me with her. The
woman simply lost all control and seemed to fuck me even
harder when I paused to hold off the pressure that I felt
building. I wanted it to last as long as possible but Jen
was determined to fuck me hard without holding back.


“Oh fuck, don’t stop, don’t fucking stop, ” she
pleaded with me as my shaft began to bang her even harder.
Jen pushed her hips and pussy up in the air matching my thrusts
as our pubic bones hit each other’s head on. I grew extremely
rigid until I let out a gasp and shot all the thick sticky
cum I had build up for months inside of me into her.


She hardly calmed down as I laid on top of her leaking the
last few drops while we kissed over and over in each other’s
arms. Twenty minutes she was back sucking me for the second
round. She was just as crazy the second time as she had been
the first time. She had drained me for a second time when
I collapsed on the bed next to her trying to catch my breath.
“Are you really done so soon?” she asked. Sensing my
state of mind and my empty balls, she snuggled next to me
with her warm naked body and let me watch TV on her bed.


We chatted and I learned from her that she had wanted me a
few times back in college but didn’t make a move. I also
found out Jen had several affairs with various professors
although she would not tell me who they were. Our break only
lasted a half hour before she needed me again and we did it
for a third time. I would never have expected Jen to be the
kind of woman she was turning out to be. Her dedication to
her career and success were equally matched by her lust.



Over the next six months Jen and I worked long hours but also
managed to get together for nonstop fuckathons at least
twice a week. I usually left her apartment, hardly able
to walk. I couldn’t’ find much to complain about other
than her career was going better than mine. She got a promotion
while I remained at the entry level of my company.


Looking down I saw her number on my office phone and figured
Jen was going to invite me over again. It had been almost
a week and I was more than ready. But instead she paused for
a few seconds and then changed my life forever. “I’m
pregnant.” I remember holding the phone to my ear almost
not believing what she had just told me. Jen had always claimed
she never wanted children because she feared that would
wreck her career which was clearly the most important thing
to her.


We married six weeks later and Jen gave birth to our child
the following spring. My new wife had planned on continuing
both parts of her life and I supported her completely. She
wanted to be a great mother and a professional woman both
at the same time. But that didn’t work out because she
was never home and always at the office. Eventually she
knew she had to make a choice and in the end she picked motherhood
and gave up her career to focus on our baby.


Jen never complained about the decision she made and I never
once saw her show any regret because she made Ruby, our daughter
the center of her world. I did get one promotion and we were
able to live on my salary although if we had both been working
we would have ended up with a lot more money. Things didn’t
really change much in my life one day after Ruby turned twelve
and my wife brought up the idea of going back to work.


“I have been out of the loop for so long. But I kind of want
to try it again. What do you think”? She asked me at the
dinner table. Knowing the sacrifice my wife had made for
the sake of our daughter I felt I had to support her and encourage
her anyway I could. “I think that is an awesome idea, ”
I replied bringing a bright smile to her face.


My wife was and still is an “all or nothing” kind of person
so once she decided to get back into the work force, nothing
was going to stop her. Within a week she had lined up three
interviews and had already bought a new suit to make a good
first impression. I went to work and when I got home, Jen
was there beaming like a new parent all over again. “I
got a job, ” she said while running into my arms about
as excited as she had ever been.


A local company, mainly wholesale distribution and sales
center offered her a key management role after just her
first interview. “Sam, my new boss wants me to start on
Monday, ” she said while hugging me tightly. I was so
happy for her but was also jealous when she told me her salary
was just about as much as I was making after twelve years
of hard work.


From then on Jen focused on her job and I focused on our daughter.
And I never thought anything was wrong. But then I started
hearing voice mails telling me, “I need to work late”
or “Sam and I are going out to entertain clients.” I
didn’t object although I also didn’t want her gone
so much. So I would remind myself that Jen had been a total
focus kind of woman from the day I met her and that I had to
just accept that part of her personality and not forget
all the good she had also brought into my life.


And then one day I arrived home to find a brand new sports
car in our garage. Walking in our back door Jen ran into my
arms and hugged me while beaming about the bonus Sam gave
her. “He gave you a bonus already?”I recall asking.
“Yes isn’t it beautiful, ” my wife said while clinging
to me tightly. I had always known my wife could have been
a real success but her amazing results even surpassed what
I thought she could do.


We were now in our mid thirties and sex life was still very
torrid yet had slowed down because she was always exhausted
after work. Of course I told myself it was a result of all
the stress she had with her new career. Wanting to gain her
attention, I decided to do something for her that would
impress her enough to get her in the mood.


It was a sunny warm Saturday so I decided to surprise her
and wash her sports car. I cleaned it from the front bummer
to the back. I wiped down everything and then for some reason
I reached in her glove box not really sure why I did. I felt
a package and pulled it out only to discover a box of condoms
which shocked me. Opening it I saw where only two left in
the box of eight.


My first reaction was anger wondering why my wife had condoms
in her car. And although my anger should have taken center
stage it didn’t. Instead I looked at the condoms and felt
myself getting oddly aroused. I think any husband who finds
a box of condoms in his wife’s car would be stunned. My
hands shook holding the condom’s although my mind betrayed
me. I had the perfect life, the perfect wife and mother of
my child and suddenly this box of condoms went against everything
I believed.


When my wife reached for me that night in our bed and all I
could do was imagine her reaching for some other man. We
kissed and snuggled as my hands reached out and took hold
of her incredibly soft breasts wondering if someone else
had felt them. Slipping my hand under her panties I instantly
felt her wetness and the flow of her juices coating my finger
tips.


My cock grew even more rigid as my mind was bombarded with
all the wrong thoughts. Jen had a way of touching me that
made me so hard and so crazy I could not stop myself and quickly
pushed my hard cock into her warm wet pussy. She was on top
bracing her arms against my chest while riding up and down
on my cock until she was covered in sweat.


I wanted to stop her and force her to explain the condoms
I found in her car but she had me too aroused. “Come on baby.
Fuck me real hard, ” My wife uttered over and over while
impaling herself on my rod. I could only close my eyes and
feel my body begin to tense right before I filled her with
a load of thick cum. It was a bitter sweet orgasm. My body
quivered while my mind zigged and zagged.


“Do you feel better”, she asked when I regained my composure.
My semi hard cock remained secured inside of her womanhood
as she giggled and wiggled her hips a few more seconds. I
nodded still under her beautiful sexual frame. “That’s
good” she said before jumping off me and rushing into
the bathroom while I leaked out of her. I kept the condoms
in the back of my mind and never mentioned them to my wife.
Things returned to normal and we remained happily married
even though she worked long hours which caused me to imagine
all sorts of strange things.


Jen became sales manager a few months later and started
traveling all over the state on a weekly basis which gave
me more time to think and rethink my dilemma. I also spent
many of those nights wondering if she was alone or with someone
else. It drove me insane to the point when she would walk
in the door, I was be so worked up I could not resist grabbing
her and tearing her clothing off.


Yet at times I felt like this was all in my imagination and
Jen was doing nothing behind my back. One night after a late
sales call, she went to take a shower while I opened us a bottle
of wine hoping she was as horny as I was. But I still had doubts
because of the condoms, so I snuck into our closet where
we keep a clothes hamper and reached in picking up her still
warm panties.


It hit me immediately once I felt them soaked from sticky
goo. In my heart I knew my finger tips were touching some
other man’s sperm. Tossing her soiled panties back in
the hamper I rushed out almost unable to breath. And I am
not sure if I pulled it off but I sat at the table and pretended
to be as calm as ever when she joined me wrapped in her robe.
“Did you make a sale tonight?”I asked while pouring
her a glass of wine.


“Yes I did but it took longer than I expected, ” my wife
replied while sipping her wine. We enjoyed a half hour of
small talk before deciding to call it a night. “Honey.
Is it alright if you get a rain check tonight? I am really
tired, ” she said as I reached for her lying next to me.
But my cock was so hard it was past the hurting stage.


I felt her reach under the covers and wrapped her warm hand
around my throbbing shaft. “Oh my. What in the world has
you so worked up?” she giggled and said before sliding
down under the covers and pulling my cock into her warm talented
mouth. My wife sucks cock better than any other woman I had
ever known and it took her but a few seconds before I was pleading
with her to fuck me.


“Don’t you want a blow job? You always liked them in
the past, ” she said while stroking my shaft causing
me to pant like a dog under the stress of a hot summer day.
I could not speak as I struggled to fill my lungs with air.
I knew I had to feel the inside of her pussy and hoped if I did,
I would know for sure if she had been fucked earlier in the
night. “I need you tonight, ” I managed to say before
my wife rolled onto her back and cautiously spread her legs
for me.


The fat round head of my cock pushed against her slippery
lips and slid in quite easily. And within just a few thrusts
I was in completely and began to fuck Jen as if it was my first
time. I could also feel how sloppy and stretched she was
but never said a word. I knew some other man’s cum was still
inside of her but now it was my turn to fill her with mine and
reclaim my wife.


“You are so excited tonight. I can’t believe it, ”
Jen said during my assault. My balls drew tight to my body
as I felt myself expand preparing to fill her with my seeds.
And then the gates of paradise opened and I exploded inside
of her like never before. “I can really feel your spasms
tonight, “she said while I grunted and pumped even more
into her.


When I awoke the next morning my wife was already out of bed
and had quickly thrown a load of our dirty clothes into the
washer, including her soiled panties from the night before.
Our daughter had just left for the school bus when I sat across
from my wife and finally confronted her. “Who were you
with last night before you got home”? I finally asked
as her face went blank.


“What do you mean? I was with a customer, “she replied
but suddenly her voice didn’t sound so confident. “Is
that who you fucked?” I asked staring directly at her.
“How do you know I fucked anybody?” she asked still
trying to quickly figure out some way to change the subject.
I loved my wife and I knew she loved me but we had reached a
point in our marriage where complete honesty was needed
in order for our relationship to survive.


We quickly realized how much we had to talk about. I called
in sick and so did Jen as we finally began to be honest with
one another for the first time in our marriage. I learned
that my wife had lived with a sexual temptation most of her
adult life although she professed constantly her love
for me. In return I also told her I discovered the condoms
in her glove box sometime ago and suspected she was having
sex with other men. Shocked by what she was hearing she tried
to offer me a smile before saying, “So why didn’t you
confront me when you found them?”


Suddenly all this honesty we were finally sharing turned
its ugly head on me. Feeling my face turning redder by the
second I paused before admitting to her it also turned me
on. I can’t say I liked my reality but both of us were guilty.
I learned my wife was addicted to having sex with complete
strangers. It started when she was in college.


“So what do we do now?” she asked teary eyes across from
me. In my heart of hearts I knew just two things for sure.
One was that my wife did truly love me. The second was she
might not be happy if I made her stop completely yet I didn’t
know if I could be happy if she continued.


Not sure there was a good answer to be found I asked Jen how
often she had picked up men since we got married. I stopped
completely for over five years after Ruby was born. “And
then one day when I was at the mall, I noticed a handsome man
and ended up going to a motel with him, ” she said softly.
“And then it got easier for me and I found someone every
few months. But then I would feel so sick and I began to hate
myself so I would stop again for another year or more, ”
she explained.


“I promise to never do that ever again. I love you so much
I don’t want to lose you, ” my wife said now crying across
from me. Jen and I stayed married but only after she promised
me that she would never slip up again and have sex with another
man. We hugged and kissed and I truly did feel the love she
had for me.


From then on I would ask her almost daily if she had kept her
promise to me when she got home from work or from shopping.
How do you say, I trusted her but I really didn’t? And for
almost two years it seemed to work until my wife started
to become withdrawn. Personally I didn’t understand
since our sex life was as robust as ever. But inside of her
was this other person who yearned for that thrill and excitement
she was no longer was experiencing.


I never claimed to be a mental health expert but clearly
Jen was not happy usual bubbly self. So one night while we
laid in bed not talking or touching each other I decided
to take a huge risk. “I want you to find someone else but
just for a one time fling, ” I said softly resting my head
on my pillow. “What?” she said while rolling on her
side facing me. “You heard me but promise me that after
you walk in the back door, you tell me the truth, ” I replied
not sure it was a good thing although it did excite me too.
I will never understand how something can scare you to death
and arouse you at the same time.


I spent the next few weeks wondering, waiting and worrying
everyday my wife left the house. And amazingly my wife once
again appeared happy and full of life although she didn’t
tell me she had found anyone else. I began to fool myself
that maybe just the fact she had my permission had washed
away some of her frustration.


That dream ended a week later when she called from work and
said she was stopping for drinks with some coworkers. Checking
my watch I noticed it was a little after five and then it became
six, seven, eight, nine and ten before I had this gut feeling
she was fucking someone else. I sent our daughter off to
bed and waited at the kitchen table for my wife to finally
come home.


Around midnight I heard Jen’s car pull in the garage and
every nerve in my body grew tense. I don’t recall what
I was thinking because I doubt I was thinking at all. I stared
at our backdoor and waited as the knob turned and she walked
in. We looked at each other and we both knew what she had done.
She didn’t have to tell me because it showed in her face.



“Go to our bedroom, strip naked and wait for me, ” I
said to her. My wife kept her head lowered as she passed by
and walked down the hall towards our bedroom. I had a hard
time catching my breath as I sat at the table trembling.
How do you accept the woman you love back in your arms after
she had just had sex with another man? Yet I somehow walked
into the bedroom where I saw my wife standing naked next
to our bed.


“You fucked someone tonight. Right?” I asked wanting
to force her to tell me just like she had promised. With a
shaky soft voice Jen replied, “Yes.” “How many times?”I
asked. Jen softly told me twice but avoided eye contact
while she spoke. Again my wife’s wide hips and dark pubic
hair were hard to take my eyes off of. I remember feeling
two very different emotions. Of course I felt anger and
pain yet I also began to feel aroused as I stared at her womanly
curves.


My dick was filling with blood the longer she stood naked
in front of me. I could clearly see her bright pink pussy
lips were swollen and separated. I knew she was full of cum
but that only made me want to reclaim her even more. “Get
on the bed and spread your legs, ” I told her. Her scent
was very strong and filled the room. Her body trembled as
I ran my fingers over her wet pussy before pushing them inside.
It took but a few seconds before milky mixture of fluids
began to leak out of her.


She remained silent although her breathing became very
labored. I held my hard shaft with one hand and guided it
to her messy hole. I slipped in without much effort and was
soon pounding her hard while she gasped for air right from
the beginning. I came within twenty seconds. Then my anger
returned and I made my wife sleep without cleaning herself
so she would have to feel his cum and mine in her all night
long.


If she had some sort of sexual perversion it now also affected
me. Jen and I again returned to being the normal married
couple we were except for this secret we now shared. Whatever
excitement or thrill she got having sex with strangers
also got me just as excited when she returned home. Weeks
later I told her to meet someone else again. And when she
returned


Jen quickly laid on the bed no longer having to be told what
I wanted her to do. She spread her legs and shook as I moved
closer to the musky scent of her pussy. My tongue moved to
her out lips and immediately tasted a salty mixture now
leaking out of her. Jen shook on the bed while I licked her
and grew even more excited. “Oh please don’t stop, ”
she mumbled as her orgasm grew closer.


By then a steady stream of milky fluids were flowing as I
forced her to explode. It made no sense but I was captured
in the moment and didn’t stop until her legs tensed up
and she cried out her release. I then mounted her and fucked
my wife needing to fill her as my way of reclaiming her as
my wife, yet one more time.


As a couple Jen and I quickly allowed our sexuality to take
over. But now what we had done was soon not enough for me.
So one night I asked Jen if I could come with her and be there
with her. “Do you really think that would be a good idea?”
she asked somewhat taken back by my request. We mulled that
idea over for a few days before she agreed but kept reminding
me she was not engaging in romantic kind of affection.


The night she was on the prowl was strange from the very beginning.
I followed her into a few bars although I had never been in
any of them before. I don’t know if she had or not. She told
me to sit on the end of the bar and leave her alone while she
did her search.


Just once my wife approach me and ask me how I was handling
it so far. “I’m doing ok, ” I remember telling her
although I was not sure I was being truthful. I had not really
seen her spending time with anyone in particular yet she
leaned close to me and whispered, “I found a man who wants
me.” She must have seen the shock on my face because Jen
stepped back and frowned at me as if my idea of watching might
not work.


“What’s wrong?” she asked clearly upset by my reaction.
“Nothing. I’ll be ok, ” I told her before she left
and headed back to the other end of the bar. I kept looking
and looking hoping to find this new partner but she didn’t
really spend much time with any of the men in the bar. I don’t
know what kind of image I had created in my mind but this dirty
bar was not fitting it nor were the kind of men hanging around
drinking. Yet I sat there and sipped a beer growing more
nervous by the second.


Eventually the bar began to empty. “Last call, ” I
heard the bartender say as I looked around and saw only my
wife and one other man at the other end of the bar. As it turned
out the bartender was who she wanted to fuck and apparently
he wanted to fuck her too. “Time go leave, ” he yelled
at me and immediately Jen told him, “He can stay.” “It’s
your call, ” he said back to her before walking by me ignoring
me and locked the door.


And he was nothing like the kind of man I thought my wife would
be attracted to. His hair was in a ponytail and his beard
was at least a week old. Neither of them spoke as she climbed
off her stool and walked with him into the backroom. Suddenly
I was alone and my wife was now in the backroom with a stranger.



I didn’t know if I could follow them or should as I waited
but Jen never came back to get me. Finally I got up and walked
towards the stock room in the back of the bar. It had a concrete
floor stacked with cases of booze. She was right when she
told me she was not seeking romance when she picked up other
men.


I heard a sound and walked around of stack of boxes and saw
the two of them kissing. Jen glanced over briefly but immediately
gave her full attention back to her new friend. Her blouse
was open, her breasts exposed and her skirt was up around
her waist. And I saw the bartender was unzipping his jeans
in front of her. If he heard me he never turned because he
then lifted my wife up onto a box and pulled her legs apart.
I could see her black thick patch right in front of him.


“Oh fuck yes, ” I heard her say to him a few seconds later.
My heart was beating so fast I feared I might pass out. “Oh
fuck baby, you are all man, ” She said to him as I watched
his ass buck forward apparently entering her pussy. The
bartender then began to fuck my wife with hard powerful
thrusts while I stood completely dazed. Her arms clung
to him around his neck as he rammed his thick cock in and out
of her quite hard.


The man was rocking my wife with each of his thrusts, when
my wife finally called, “Come watch. He won’t care
anymore.” I was still not sure but moved closer to them
and got close enough to see his engorged organ pumping like
crazy into her pussy. I don’t recall doing anything other
than staring as his fat shaft sliding between her pink lips
into her crack. She said nothing other than constantly
gasping for air while being fucked in front of me.


His shaft slammed into her really hard and my wife squealed
with approval. And then he grunted and I looked at her while
he began to fill her with his sticky brew. He was relentless
the way he pumped himself into her over and over while draining
his balls. I was twitching like mad as they finally began
to slow down while clinging to one another. And them the
bartender rammed Jen one more time before pulling his long
hard shaft from her pussy.


“Your turn, ” she said to me as the bartender smirked
at me before tucking his cock back into his jeans. My dick
was rock hard of course yet my mind was also spinning out
of control. “Go ahead. She is nice to wet, ” the bartender
said as I pulled my cock out in front of him. Jen reached for
me as I felt my shaft slip inside of her gooey hole. The bartenders
cum was thick and very warm as my cock felt it the moment I
entered her womb. I lasted but a few seconds as the sensations
I was feeling were nothing like anything I had ever felt
before.


My wife and I tried to stop this dangerous game we played
and most of the time we were successful. But then one of us
would suggest we try it again and it would start all over
again. When I got into my mid forties, it stopped exciting
me as much as it did in the beginning. I had seen my wife fucked
many times it was not the thrill it had once been.


Maybe I was wrong or maybe she was wrong but together we still
had a great relationship and loved each other even though
she screwed strangers from time to time. You can say I was
a fool for staying with her but she really was a great wife.
It was never about love, emotion or romance for Jen. Like
she told me it was only about sex and it would never change
how she felt towards me. And in the end it didn’t really
change how I felt about her either.

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Well written!

12/26/2012

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If the wife always returns to you at night then it is great.
Mine was the same way but after 20 years she just kept getting
more and more wild and we finally divorced. Be careful what
you ask for. It was always great watching the X with another
man and then fucking her when she was full of another mans
cum.


Have done it with other couples since and always exciting
and a good time.

12/26/2012

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Outstanding! I can't help thinking
however, that under the right circumstaces, it really
doesn't make any difference how many or with who you
use your cock/pussy as long as it's honest. After all,
you can't 'wear them out' by using them.

12/26/2012

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Very hot story!

12/27/2012

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wonderful story! you are a very lucky man!

1/4/2013

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Loved it always wanted something like that to happen to
me

1/9/2013

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danger and fun.............mmmmmmm

1/11/2013

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WOW>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>THAT
WAS GREAT!!!!

2/28/2013