Dumb bitch believed me.”
I wanted to strangle him. I stared at the TV, watching the live feed from the guest bedroom upstairs. xxx sex “And where is your wife?”
“Got her tied up. She must have lost seventy pounds overnight. “Yes, yes, yes,” she gasped. “My ass is special-wecial!” She looked at me and, in a loud whisper, added, “But don’t tell my husband. I made her into this sensual woman from that uptight, bony hag. Heat swelled in my pussy. “Love you, Frank,” I gasped. “Jesus, Frank, that guy was so horny. She gasped and moaned, hips undulating, wiggling, grinding on me. He grunted, fucking her hard, making her big tits sway. And, besides, we could make more money if we sell that to the right customers.”
My pussy clenched on his dick as he thrust so deep into me, balls thwacking my taint. “And now she’s sucking on my clit. It’s just so peaceful. Cum splashed against my cervix, swirling and washing around them, making me ache in delight. And she fired Frank, and he came up with the most wonderfulest, bestest invention ever. Every time I sucked, her pussy clenched, and the pleasure flared through me. I love it. “It’s so gooey and marshmallowy in my brain. Director Steffen had just realized I was recording him fucking my bimbo wives, their pussies his bribe to help me.
