I’m only allowed a partial clean up,been pussy free for 8 years,wife likes to feel his sperm trickling down her legs in the days following her being with him.
Wife’s been shared just the once,Justin was fucking her over the kitchen table and his two friends Del and Clive came through the door,she tried to wriggle free and coverup,but he gripped her harder and carried on fucking her even harder
After he had finished in her,he handed her over to Del...
Justin has never fucked the wife at our house,at least not to my knowledge,he prefers to have her at his house,I find it a tremendous turn on,when she returns home and tells me that Justin insisted that she was naked all weekend,bar her high heels and or stockings and suspenders,even when his...
I only get texts from the wife that she has arrived safely at Justin’s house,and when she is about to set off home after her weekend away.
A weekend my imagination is in overdrive,and the anticipation of hearing all about it is so exciting.
I love to hear her exploits with Justin when she finally returns home,I am only allowed a partial clean up,she likes to feel his sperm seeping out of her in the days following her being with him.
If I get too carried away, I am banned from clean up duties for a month.
Make sure you get to shave her,to her lovers requirements before her meeting,that will mean you are participating in the events,making your contribution.
Justin has never even considered wearing one,they met on a blind date and it never cropped up,he said he was taking her bareback.
Doesn’t come up with me,I’ve been pussy free since she started seeing him,8 years and counting.
Wife was set up on a blind date by her best friend,who was cheating on her husband with a black lover.
Her friend thought my wife deserved the same great sex she was getting,Justin fucked her twice the first night,she has been black only ever since that first encounter.
Wait at home,using my imagination ready for her return,to hear all about what occurred.
Or the text that she isn’t coming home until the morning .
I love the waiting game.
I love that time you describe,using your imagination to imagine what is happening to her,waiting for her return to hear all about it,or the message from her that says,she won’t be coming home,see you in the morning.
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