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She replied knowing what he meant. Show me how you like it honey. said Chris. Heather got off the bed and knelt in the chair with her legs together pushing her hiney out at him. Chris straddled my wifes nice round hiney starring at the opened target in front of him. He began slowly pressing his cock into her hairy asshole. Heather moaned loader. Ohhhhh, Chris! Work my dirty good. Ahhhh, do me faster! OOOOhhhh! Heather opened wide as he worked her in and out with a steady rythme smiling over at me as she moaned louder. Do you like that? Chris said to her in a soft tone. Ohhh, Chris Yes. Ahhhh, Chris, you feel so good in there. OOOOHHH! More. Faster please. Oh, ohhhhh, Youre going to make me come again. Ohhhhh! Ohhhh! And he did. Ohhh Chris! AHHHHH! Im comming! I watched as Chris smacked her ass roughly leaving his hand prints on her. Heather streamed down her legs as Chris did her faster. She moaned loadly for a long time. As Heather reached her sixth orgasm she begged Chris to please. A panic had gripped my still convulsing body, as I looked up and saw his cock hovering over my face as he jack hammered it hastily inside his hand. Another stream dropped more gently from his dick and covered my face shutting one of my eyes. His hand loosened from my breast as he dropped the final smaller thicker wads of cum on my boob. I didn’t recognise that voice. I said it again inside my head. I DIDN’T RECOGNISE HIS VOICE. The emotions flooded my body, panic, fear, anger, shame, humiliation. I’d know his touch hadn’t felt the same, his hands rougher, colder, callous. His dick had felt different too, how had I not noticed this properly and realised it wasn’t my husband sooner? WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? I was angrily bellowing at him but he ignored me, still gripped by the wake of his own orgasm, his hand still wanking his member above my face, his other hand rubbing his cum into my titty. I tried to f***e more words out of my mouth as he wiped his.
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