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I fucked your wife... I sunk my hard, thick, 9" into her and she screamed like a banshee and wailed through every minute of it.
Maybe you haven't noticed the changes in her lately?
Maybe you haven't gotten how she doesn't get up with you in the morning and make breakfast for you anymore? Instead she stays in bed most days complaining about not feeling right and asking you to make a pot of coffee for her before you go. I've got to tell you buddy, you can sure brew a mean pot of coffee! I'm liking it those mornings when I come over. Nothing like having a good, warm cuppa right before I lay some pipe.
I'll bet you its escaped you how she shaves her pussy now or maybe you have noticed it on those infrequent occasions when she's straddled your face and had you eat her out?
Notice how she's even wetter than you can ever remember? You stupid dope, you probably thought that was because of you and your pussy eating skills, no? You thought that even though you haven't actually had intercourse over the last two plus months, she was wound up and really excited when you were intimate even if it was only to eat her pussy?
Newsflash dimwit - that's not just her juices you're lapping up.
And when you do eat her, have you noticed how she begs off having sex? She just finishes you with her hand Well, you better get used to it friend because that pussy is my property now and your wimp ass won't be getting near it anytime soon.
Your old lady was easy prey...
It didn't take much for me to pick her up in the supermarket the day we met. We circled each other in the aisles, I made sure of that. She couldn't help but notice me, I put a lot of hard work into how I look (unlike you) and it pays great dividends. Women like a man with broad shoulders and a trim waist. It helps too that I know how to dress to impress, you never know when a new fuck buddy will present herself.
A lingering glance the first time we crossed paths, a friendly grin the second time, by the time we were at the checkout line I had already struck up a conversation. How could I not? A little petite spinner like her, with red hair and big tits, I was already picturing how she would look riding me.
By the time we were in the parking lot and putting groceries in our cars it wasn't a hard thing to get her to have a cup of coffee with me.
Like a lot of married women, she was flattered and saw no harm in just having coffee but, let me tell you, I could already see the wheels turning in her head. Women are more transparent than you think and it was merely a question of giving her an excuse, a way not to feel guilty, a method to tell herself it 'just happened' and it was beyond her control.
That first afternoon was a revelation for both of us.
I admittedly was amazed that behind such an innocent and wholesome facade lied one of the dirtiest, nastiest sluts I had ever had the pleasure of fucking (and I use the word slut as a high compliment). It was a discovery for her what it was to be well and truly fucked by someone who not only knew his way around a woman's body but had the equipment to back up that knowledge.
Sitting there over that first cup of coffee together it was hard not to notice the way she leaned towards me conspiratorially to show off her large breasts or the way she would put her hand on my arm, laughing at some inane comment. She was ripe in every sense of the word. Fuck, I could see her nipples getting harder and more prominent the longer we talked. She didn't blink when I moved my hand to her thigh and started rubbing it. If anything she opened her legs giving me all the invite I needed to move my hand higher and when she did grab my hand she just squeezed it but didn't move it from her thigh at all.
An hour later she was naked no my bed, bent over and taking a pounding while I did her doggy style. I was surprised my neighbors didn't call the police the way she was screaming.
After that she was hooked.
She spends a lot of time at the gym these days too, haven't you seen the changes in the little body of hers? She wants to put in the time working out if only to build up her stamina for our marathons. And marathons they are, three days a week I'm at your house not a half hour after you leave. She waits for me at the door wearing some of that new lingerie you paid for with a nice cup of coffee just the way I like it.
As she passes me the cup she drops to her knees and takes my cock out of my pants to get me ready for the day ahead.
I'm astounded by the way she gobbles me down, most women have trouble taking me all the way because I'm not just long but I'm nice and thick too. I'm so thick her sweet pussy feels every slight movement when I'm fucking her. Your wife though? She doesn't have even the slightest of problems taking it all down her throat. Once, twice and then her nose is buried in my pubes and that tongue snakes out to lather my balls while she slurps away merrily. I have a lot of respect for a women who takes to her work and enjoys it so heartily.