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Roger is moving in for the weekend, today, Saturday and Sunday. We will leave Sunday and our marriage will terminate. Meanwhile we?ll all have a bit of fun Johnnny baby.??My God, my God Janet, whatever have I done to deserve this torture???You have done nothing Johnny baby -- it is just the way I am.? Her triumphant evil laugh echoed throughout the house.?Roger, how would you like to fuck my sweetie in the ass? I think he?d love it although he?ll bitch and moan and of course say ?No! No! and No!???You?re right Janet, I don?t want him anywhere near me. I want you to let me go!??Well Johnny, suppose I could put on a strap-on dildo and fuck you in the ass. When I get done ramming big dildos into your virgin ass you will welcome Roger?s gentle touch. I know he is gentle. Who do think has been fucking me these last months? That?s right John, my lover, the man I am leaving with on Sunday, and you will never see me again. I am tired of you and I am leaving.?Janet turned to Roger, and then. When my waves of passion subsided, I reached down and pulled Liam up to me. “Hold me,” I pleaded. “I need you. I love you.” We hugged and then we kissed. His messy face made me giggle. “You are a silly man, but you are my man!”“Stand up” Liam responded. So, I did. “Put your panties back on” I complied. “Hold your dress up and face me”. Getting more curious, I watched as Liam pulled his erection from his pants and then reached down and stretched the elastic band of my panties away from my hips. I could see my red bush peaking out. He began to masturbate. First, I watched his stroking and then I watched his face. He was lustfully staring down at my crotch, exposed by the waist band of my panties being pulled back. I just gazed at his face when I figured out what he was doing. He was masturbating, aiming his cock down the inside of my panties. I kept watching his lust build. It didn’t take long and with a grunt, his body spasmed and he ejaculated down inside my panties. His warm semen.
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