Fiancé for all: A story of cuckoldry and lu

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Fiancé for all: A story of cuckoldry and luI gazed down at the pussy that used to be mine and mine alone, covered in every man’s cum in the room except my own. Her eyes had rolled into the back of her head, overdosed on ecstasy.”She’s a fucking legend, mate”, said the portly, silver-haired gentleman who had last been inside my fiancé of 4 years, the girl who was a virgin before we met, the girl who hadn’t slept with another man until tonight, a woman who now had 11 conquests under her belt and inside her tight little muffin. The din of shitty dance music rang in my ears as she writhed around on the swear-and-semen sodden bed. Glistening with exertion and juices, she beamed brighter than I’ve ever seen her beam.”I’m not yours any more,” she teased. It was true, of course, and there was no greater feeling. I had given bursa escort her back to the Earth, as a gift to the sexual appetites of the men and women of London. She gently massaged her engorged, pink clit, using spunk to soothe her cunt, fucked red raw by men who cared for little than their own satisfaction at the temple of her body.”More…” She cooed, moving her hands up towards her tiny titties, pursing her lips as if she had an insatiable thirst only a thick clock could quench.”My turn,” boomed a deep voice from the back of the harem of men who were still basking in the afterglow, oozing happiness from the tips of their half-flaccid cocks. An Adonis entered the fray. He must have been 6 foot 4, with the washboard abs and thick biceps of a disciplined man with the greatest luck in genetics. She lazily looked bursa escort bayan up, and bolted upright upon seeing the fine specimen in front of her. Her thin, pale legs instinctively parted to reveal a direct entranceway to heaven, wetting at the sight of a thick 8 inch cock, pointing almost at the sky and shaved totally bald.”Baby…” She said as the man clambered on to the bed and grasped her dark brown bed head.”Don’t get jealous at the passio-“She choked on her last syllable, suddenly overwhelmed by the adonis’ freshly scented cock. She took him down her throat effortlessly, her finely manicure fingers working his shaft and balls like it was get primary reason for being. The Adonis threw his head back in delight, smirking at my hard and neglected cock at the corner of the room. She upped the pace, escort bursa bobbing up and down on his cock with vigor, as her pussy flowed with fertile moisture and her eyes watered from the fullness of his manhood. Then, she stopped. With her hand still firmly wrapped around his dick, she whispered something into his ear. He laughed. They exchanged a knowing glance, and then he leant over her as she wrapped her legs around his waist. They were tightly coiled together, more intimate than the porn-like exhibition of normal swinger sex. She groaned from deep within, almost primally, as he thrust himself deeply inside her. She bucked upwards, impaling him deeper inside herself as he withdrew. I had lost her. They moved in perfect synchronization, the pace quickening until the tell-tale tense of his buttocks confirmed his seed inside her simultaneously orgasming pussy. They shared deeply into each other’s eyes as his pulsing penis ejected the last of his love and began to wilt.”More..” Whispered my harlot, as the b**st held her tightly by her tiny waist.

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