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16/02/2010
This morning, February 15, early at R's, after 15 minutes of fucking, no words having been exchanged, R gestures me over onto my knees, my forearms and cheek on the mattress and he enters me and continues and three,four,five strokes into this I open my eyes and see diamonds glinting on my wrist in the dim light from the window.....the bracelet that husband gave me for Valentine's day
evidence of husband. on my wrist. and in my cunt. lubrication for another man's cock. these were my thoughts.
sometimes: bewilderment at my circumstance, what I do. I saw the glint and thought of husband, and of yesterday, valentine's day, a good day together, romantic enough and the giving of gifts, and sex and sex again later, and I thought of my husband inside me and now this man. My thoughts were all over and distracted and then I felt that maybe Ted was getting close (to cumming) and so I needed to catch up and so I started to fuck him back, rocking and clenching and so the thoughts were gone it was just the sex. the pure fucking. the sprint to the finish.
FUCK MY WIFE!
evidence of husband. on my wrist. and in my cunt. lubrication for another man's cock. these were my thoughts.
sometimes: bewilderment at my circumstance, what I do. I saw the glint and thought of husband, and of yesterday, valentine's day, a good day together, romantic enough and the giving of gifts, and sex and sex again later, and I thought of my husband inside me and now this man. My thoughts were all over and distracted and then I felt that maybe Ted was getting close (to cumming) and so I needed to catch up and so I started to fuck him back, rocking and clenching and so the thoughts were gone it was just the sex. the pure fucking. the sprint to the finish.
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