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cuckold lifestyle 49Just this pasted June, one night my wife and I where enjoying a old movie on the tv. The phone started ringing , I looked at the clock and it was nine o clock. I told my wife , you get it you are closer. She answered it , I wasn’t paying attition to what she was saying at first. But I noticed she wasn’t saying much. I asked who is it? She waved her hand for me to be quiet. I looked at the caller ID and all it said was wireless caller. The call didn’t last but maybe a full minute then she hung the phone up. Just as I started to ask who that was , she stood up and said I’ll be back in a little bit I need to go out. Then she picked up her pocketbook and pulled her keys out as she headed toward the door. I again asked who it was ,and where do you think you are going wearing just panties and a t shirt? She said I’ll be right back. When she opened the front door I saw it was almost dark. The sun had just started down but it wasn’t dark yet. She got in her car and drove off. I picked up the phone and hit redail. It answered but it was a voice mail box. The voice was one of those computer voices. I hung up before it finished talking. I sat down and started watching tv again. After fourty five minutes I started to worry. I called my wife’s cell phone. It rang five times and I was just about to hang up when she answered . I said are you OK? She didn’t bolu escort say anything at first , I could hear movement then she said in a quick strean voice. I’m OK ,I’ll be home soon. Then she hung up. Another fourty five minutes passed and I was about to call again when I saw headlights coming up the drive way. I went to the door and opened it just as she was getting out of her car. The interior light was on and I could see well enough to notice she didn’t have on the red panties she left with. She looked at me and said get in the house why are you out here ? and turn that damn porch light off. My left hand was still inside the house as I was leaning out useing it to hold my self , I flipped the light off and stepped back into the den just as she came to the door. She tossed her pocketbook on the couch and said if you want to eat a fresh fucked pussy get your ass in the bed room. I followed her down the hall and into the bed room , she fell backwards across the bed with her legs spread. I looked at her cunt the lips where red and the hole was open about the size of my thumb. There was cum running down her crack headed toward her ass. I dove in and started lickiing. I came up for air and asked who’s cum am I eatting? She said who’s does it taste like? I’ve eatten so many creamy pies from her snatch I can guess in most cases who’s it is. That night bolu escort bayan I wasn’t sure but the smell of a sweaty man was on her too. And that smell was Keith’s. I answered it’s Keith’s . She took hold of the back of my head and wrapped her legs around my back as if to pin me in and said you are correct. She came a few seconds later. After she caught her breath she asked me how I knew. I didn’t want to tell her Keith is the only guy she fucks that smells like that. He works running equipment and I know that guy sweats his ass off. So I made up something. I said I can tell just by the taste of his cum. I don’t believe you she said. I was wipping my mouth off , I said lets bet. You go get a shower and then go fuck and I’ll guess. She said tonight? Yeah tonight, get that sexy pussy of your’s wore out again and I’ll guess who it is. She said not tonight. I’ll go tomorrow afternoon while you do the yard work. OK it’s a bet I said.The next day was Sunday and I was edging the drive when I saw my wife come out of the house. She was wearing a light yellow sun dress and white high hill sandles. I walked up to her and asked where she was off to looking like a southern bell? She said I’m going to have my pussy fucked , why? I love it when she’s that blunt. I said well OK then, are you wearing panties? She said no I’m not, but I have a pair in my purse escort bolu that I’ll put on after he’s done unloading in me. I sware that conversation didn’t last but maybe ninty seconds but it made my cock rack hard. I said look and I looked down at my crotch , when she looked I made my hard on move . She thumped at it and said you are a sick fuck . Me sick? You are the married woman going to have sex with someone. She said yeah but you made me do it. Me ? How? I laughted. She said the bet. Oh yeah that , I laughted and said hurry back. I watched as she got into her car. the dress is long enough that she could gotten in without showing anything but she pulled it up so I saw her naked shaved pussy. I leaned in to give her and kiss and I ran a finger up the slit real quick. She slapped my hand and called me nasty. Well she was gone almost three hours , when she got home I said there aint no way you been fucking for three hours. She laughed and said well I did have to drive there and back, so no it was more like two hours. I said he fucked you for two hours ? She said lets just say I got fucked for two hours. Oh wait a minute here I said. What did you do? She said when she got to the guys house he had two friends over so it turned into a mini gang bang. You let all three fuck you I said? I sure did she answered ,you want to eat the biggest nastiest pie you’ve ever seen? You bet I do, I almost yelled. Well it was loose, runny ,and gaped…the crotch of her panties was soaked. I tried to fuck her just for fun. I knew my cock wouldn’t do that hole any good. Oh and I lost the bet.. life is good.

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