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She sat up and confidently gave my desire the stamp of approval. Little did I know the severity of her fantasy.Sarah brushed her hair over her shoulder and leaned back onto the bed. Her fantasy would require a little more nerve from me. For it seems that her desires would involve a male stranger and another friend. The first thing that came to mind was her lack of experience. If anyone disserved to have one last sexual relationship before her wedding day it would be Sarah. I thought of seeing Sarah and Cheryl’s naked body and quickly agreed to let Sarah have her wish. What did I care if they brought a male stranger along? I would never see him again, but the sight of Cheryl’s nude body would forever burn in my mind. She giddily clapped her hands and giggled with excitement. I just smiled and fell asleep dreaming of Cheryl’s hot body.The next day started like any other. I ate my breakfast, gave my fiancee a goodbye kiss, and left for work. My day took an interesting twist at noon when. Victor’s moans and cries also sounded different to me…As I sucked his dick, I felt his fingers touching my tight asshole and later entering my wet pussy lips. He almost made me cum in a couple minutes. I had to take his dick off my mouth to moan and grunt in a wild way, as I felt my juices flooding out from my cunt.All of a sudden his magnificent dick left my mouth and then I knew my husband was moving behind me. His hands grabbed my round hips and soon his rock hard cock started to invade my hungry cunt.He fucked me with no mercy at all; pumping his hard cock in a rough way. He was not hearing my pleas, begging him to be gentle.Victor did not stop for a while; he kept pumping my cunt with anger, making me cry in both pain and pleasure. Soon I came in a very intense orgasm, I cried like a bitch in heat as I felt my own juices coming out from my body.I fell forward, absolutely wasted and exhausted. Just seconds later, his dick emptied a huge amount of warm semen inside my stretched wet.
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