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I guess it was my own fault,she resisted at first but I was persistent.. Baby just once I want to watch you fuck a huge black cock while I watch. You love me don’t you? Yes she always replied. So one warm July night it happened. We were sitting on our porch after several drinks and he stood walking towards her she didn’t hesitate she reached for his zipper. One of our biggest requirements was a thick cock over 10 inches. She held his cock with both hands and it still had 6 inches for her to suck I was guessing it was close to 11 or 12 inches. She glanced at me often shoving as much of his black cock in her throat as she could . Daddy she said this bbc is gonna ruin your pussy.. Our thing was we do nothing alone! Meaning our decision we make as one. After a few months I began to notice a change in her. We would fuck or some kinda kinky stuff several times a week. All she wanted to do now was just jerk me off a few times a week. I asked again.. is there something wrong? No baby she always replied. The affection wasn’t there like it use to be and I didn’t like it. Was she cheating I thought. No way I always told her she could have anything she liked man woman anything just will me first. So i sat my plan in motion. I told her I had to go to work for a few hours that I would return. Knowing I’m at work and can’t have my phone I had it all figured out. So Saturday morning came and I said baby I gotta gonin fir a few hours I won’t be long and when I return we can go to gym. Away I went.. I waited about 45 minutes and pulled down our long drive way stopping around the corner not to be heard . My suspicion was confirmed. His car was in drive way .. I reached to open the front door which wasn’t even all the way closed and thought what the fuck. Walking towards our bedroom in the hall way was a big picture that I could see the reflection of our bed in. And before my eyes there it was.. He was pounding my wife’s Pussy her landless in his shoulders he was taking long deep hard strokes. She was moaning loudly telling him fuck me hard baby .. i entered the room and stood there . They didn’t even see me . I’m gonna cum on that big nigger dick she said... I left the room . I was numb hurt shocked and infuriated. I went to my car and grabbed my pistol from under seat I kinda smiled knowing what was about to happen whistling i entered the house. A bullet is to goos for her i thought. So I stopped by kitchen and grabbed the biggest knife I had. What if they are through I thought . Nope he was fucking her doggie style . He was holding her hips banging her hard her face buried in pillow . I’m pretty sure he didn’t feel the bullet enter the back of his head.. His head I had just about blowed completely off . Blood covered my whore and the walls.. well fuck I thought now I’m a murderer didn’t see that coming. I acted in a flash she turned over and said what the.... Fuck was the word she was about to say but that never happened. I slammed the knife in her face.. Her eye to be exact with such force it pinned her head to the bed . Her body lay motionless. My wife dead her liver dead my life over .. Careful what you wish for ..

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It was half an hour and I lay naked beside the pool, waiting for the two brothers to come and fuck me. But no sign of any of them. I was really getting desperate. The fire in my pussy needed to be doused. I could have let anyone fuck me. Instantly my fingers reached my pussy and started rubbing it. My cunt was moist and hot. I wondered if the driver was still around. He would definitely have loved to play with my body. But then I thought that it would be below my standard to let a driver play...

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