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| Just take me to bed I'm too tired to shower |
My fantasy was to become a reality as my wife left to meet with a man she met but as the time passed my arousal turned to worry. My relief at the sound of the front door soured at the sight of her. Her make up was a mess and her hair and face was covered in what could only be dried semen. Her clothes were shredded but she was so exhausted I had to help her out of them. Hickies covered her upper body and there were teeth marks on her breasts. She sat on our bed in a daze,
Oh my god, Mark he rode me like he was driving a rented car...
"Oh that brute," I said to comfort her.
"Yes, I can't wait to see him next week."
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| Please stop, oh please don't stop |
