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I’m good with that. How about letting me see a bit more of you. You know. You can play with my thing if you want. You know you can. You already did. But we won’t let anything bad happen. This is all just for getting better acquainted and I promise you will be safe. I will never betray you.”They both giggled and I said I wished I had some booze to loosen things up. But Ana started dancing silently with sexy moves and she began to move her nightie all about beginning to lift it up here and there. I inhaled the olfactory wallop with great zest, and rammed my tongue deep into her dark brown crap chute, feeling it pass through her strong anal sphincter with a plop. I pushed forward and shoved it in to the hilt, my nose buried into her velvety skin, and began to twist and undulate my tongue to release the inner cream. I swabbed it out and gulped several dollops of crap, and she moved her perfect ass back and forth and my head with it. I did't stop until I had cleaned out all detectable. I wish I were one of those guys who could figure out all those fancy ways to catch their cheating wives but I was dumbfounded. What could I do about it? I couldn't even figure out a way to get out of having sex with her. Divorce was what I really wanted but really didn't have enough evidence to justify it. I felt defeated. My wife was cheating on me. I knew it and couldn't do anything about it. I was not going to put up with it but needed help. Two days later Megan came home, smiling like a. " He whipped his jeans off and pulled his shirt over his head. He was about six foot tall and well built. He played AFL and was very fit. He had long blonde hair and looked a bit of a surfie. His cock was about the same size as mine but maybe a bit thicker. He sat back down on the lounge and patted his lap. "Come sit on this." He said. Maria wasted no time and Bucko obviously wasn't too worried about STD's. She stood up and threw a leg over Bucko and from where I stood I had the perfect view.
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