A sick feeling roiled in my guts. She was my wife. Xxx vedio She was my wife. “Hmm, you feel so good,” my wife moaned. “So tight!” the guy fucking my wife muttered and my wife gave a delightful squeal. He rolled off the bed and tripped on his tangled up pants, falling flat on his face. Fuck, yes!”
There was only heavy breathing coming from the stall and then the metallic rasp of a zipper, leather rubbing on metal as a belt was buckled. She was worried that I resented her for fucking those other men. I moaned through gritted teeth as I shot ropey cum all across our closet door as my wife moaned wantonly as the young man slid into her wet cunt. I rubbed the cock up and down on her slit, and then I was inside her sloppy cunt. Sunday morning we went to church, and I imagined her slipping off into the bathroom and getting fucked by our preacher. I pictured the young doctor with his square jaw and boyish good looks, bending my wife over the exam table and lifting up her hospital gown and just plowing into her, the wanton look my wife would get as she slammed her hips back into him, begging him to cum in her married cunt.
