My wife, house entertainment

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My wife, house entertainmentk**s were gone for the weekend. We were preparing to go out for the night. I wasn’t sure what to expect. Sometimes I get to fuck my wife, sometimes strangers and I get to fuck her, sometimes its just strangers. Sometimes I get to know, sometimes I get to watch, sometimes I find out only afterwards. Tonight she was being vague, “I don’t know what I’m going to do tonight”, she kept saying with further disgust each time.Tonight she dressed in opaque, shimmering tights under a leather mini skirt. It was paired with a leather waist jacket which had no chance of closing over her tits. Tonight they were unleashed, but covered by a red, shiny spandex top. She put on these vinyl boots that pulled up past her knees like leather tights. Very nice.We were at a slum bar. It was a total dive, my kind of place. No one there had a job or even much of an education. Cheap beer and a good jukebox. I was throwing darts for beers with another guy. I noticed she kept a small crowd around her. She would occasionally disappear. Once she came back, ataşehir escort her face was flushed red. I asked her what she had been up to. She said she had rubbed her clit to orgasm in the bathroom being horny having so much attention all night. I said, “yeah, right”. Another time, I grabbed her as she went back towards the bar. Her boots had dust from the floor on the knees and there were a few small wet spots on her spandex top. I said, “you getting paid for any of this?” She called me a fucker and did a few shots with her group of men. Another time she came back and had cum on her thighs, I said “really?!? could you at least clean up?” She smiled and said “hey, my period is two weeks away, I’m fertile myrtle. its on my leg or in a crib, you pick”.Towards closing time I had to go in search of her. I couldn’t believe there was anyone left who hadn’t had a turn at my doorknob of a wife. I found her in a backroom. As I peered in, she had a terrified look on her face. A huge slob of dumbass was grunting. “NO NO NO NOOOOO!!! OH FUCK NO!!” pendik escort she screamed as he unloaded in her. He kept thrusting. “I’m going to get pregnant fucker! Stop cumming in me!” she yelled at him. He kept pumping. Obviously he hadn’t been laid in a while. He came and had no loss of erection. He kept fucking my wife and she kept yelling at him to stop. A thin black guy stepped up from the near corner, hadn’t seen him. He was laughing, he said “hang on there baby, ain’t nothing gonna happen yet.” The big guy stepped away and the black guy, I swear stuffed a third leg into my wife. “AAAHHHHH! Goddamnit!” she yelled. She had to deal with this, this is what happens when you slut around like my wifey. He would slam into my wife and wait, then pull back slow, then slam into her again. “UNGH FUCK! You’re punching my ueterus, easy fucker!”, she yelled as she continued to come. Her begs for mercy, a short break, to stop in general all fell on deaf ears. She was their meat and they treated my wife just like a piece of filthy meat. Eventually tuzla escort the black guy started thrusting quickly. He was still hitting bottom as he fucked my wife. Within a few minutes he grunted loudly as hit slammed into my wife’s cunt. She went from rolled-back-eyes orgasms to screaming again, “NOOOOO!!! Fuck, you are cumming in my ueterus. Goddamnit I’m going to get pregnant!” It meant nothing to him. He laughed and said “baby I coulda put all that up yo ass had you begged for it.” Out they walked. I walked in as she laid across the table, bent over at the waist. “Got what you had coming cunt”. She said, “looks like we’re raising a black baby soon.” I slapped her across the face. I rammed my rock hard dick into her asshole. I offered only a little spit as lube. She started cussing me out. I slapped her ass and pulled her hair. I said, ” you wanted to be a whore tonight, so here. Here’s what you get slut!” I fucked her ass hard, I was punching her in the shitcutter with my dick. I pulled out and rammed it into her mouth to take my load. I slapped her again and called her trash.On the way home, I made her go into the d**gstore, late at night, covered in semen and the stink of sex and buy a pregnancy test. She looked used up. Good for her. That’s my wife, house entertainment.

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