My wife Beti and I are both in our early thirties and have spent 6 years of marriage together.
Like many couples who have been married for so long, our sexual excitement is no longer as strong as we were when we were young.
I think no matter how good the thing is, it will no longer feel fresh after 6 years of use. This does not mean that we are tired of each other, but just we are tired of the unchanging sex.
Two years ago, I saw a magazine in my seat pocket while on a plane.
During the whole boring flight, I saw that magazine from the beginning.
In the information feedback column, I saw several letters from readers, saying that men were talking about how they felt when they watched their wives have sex with other men.
For some reason, I felt as if I was watching Betty having sex with other men. I imagined how she showed her body, how she seduced men, and then had sex with them crazy.
This kind of thought made me extremely excited.
Later, when I was having sex with Beti, the scenes of her having sex with other men kept appearing in my mind.
I tried my best to imagine how she was sucking my friend's cock or how to incorporate my friend's thick cock into her hungry vagina.
In short, I felt extremely excited and the pleasure was very strong in my wife's imagination of having an affair.
This imagination lasted for more than a year, and I started buying and reading some pornographic magazines, specifically looking for stories written by men who had the same ideas as me.
I also started buying Beti some low-cut tops, short skirts and high heels for her to go out in sexy clothes to increase her appeal to men.
I have always hoped that a man would boldly seduce her after seeing her sexy body and beautiful appearance, and there were indeed men who did this.
But Betty didn't give them any chance.
Although I was disappointed and distressed, I had no courage to talk to Beti about this issue during that time.
On our 6th anniversary, I took Beti to Las Vegas for a weekend.
Although she didn't want to, I put her miniskirt, low-cut top and high heels in my suitcase.
When she arrived in Las Vegas, she opened the box in the hotel room and saw the things I had put in, and she showed a strange and funny expression on her face.
I told her that as a wedding anniversary gift, I hope she would wear these sexy and exposed clothes without underwear when spending the weekend here.
After a lot of talk, Beti finally agreed to change into such clothes and go out and go to a luxurious restaurant in the city with me for dinner.
As we walked through the hotel lobby, I noticed several men's eyes were staring at Betty's body.
In the thin silky low-cut top, her big breasts were trembling slightly with her feet. The nipples without brass tied up pushed the clothes up with two obvious bumps, looking very sexy.
Sitting in the taxi, I stroked Beti's thighs and put my fingers into her short skirt to snatch her naked pussy.
She was so sexually erect that she was teased by me, and she groaned and leaned in my arms to kiss me.
Seeing the taxi driver keep watching this erotic performance from the rearview mirror, I teased my wife even harder and pulled the hem of her skirt to her waist, so that the driver could clearly see her vagina and my fingers thrusting back and forth in her vagina.
While teasing and playing with my wife, I unbuttoned the two buttons of her top while she was not paying attention.
When we got to the hotel, when we got off the bus, the driver stared at Beti's exposed thighs hard.
I paid the fare to the driver and said to him quietly: If I get her drunk, if you are still here later, I will let you see more.
The food was very delicious, I ordered two bottles of wine, and most of it was drunk by Betty.
During the meal, I went to the bathroom several times, and when I returned, I realized that the men around me could see how sexy Betty looked.
The hem of the short skirt and the table and chair could not block her exposed buttocks and vagina. Betty, who was slightly drunk, did not realize that her lower body had been completely exposed to the men around her. She still wriggled from time to time, spread her legs, and showed her most private body parts from different angles.
During the meal, I kept stroking my wife's thighs, touching her vagina, and making her giggle.
After dinner, when we left the hotel, the men around us had a sexual hunger in their eyes, staring at Beti's shaking breasts and swaying butt, which made me very excited.
The nights in the strange city were very beautiful, so I decided to take Beti back to the hotel we stayed at.
As I walked out of the hotel, I quietly unbuttoned one of the buttons of her top, revealing almost the entire breasts.
Walking back to the hotel, Beti was also very excited. She leaned against my body, kept kissing me, and stroked her naked breasts from time to time.
When I walked through the hotel lobby again, the men were greedily watching the half-naked woman beside me, with envy and desire in my eyes.
I smiled in my heart, supporting my wife's hands and playing with her nipples.
In the elevator, I pulled up her skirt and pointed hard at her until I reached the floor where we lived.
After entering the room, Betty was as wet as a river flooded. I closed the door and pulled off her top, leaving her body naked.
Oh, God Ah!Tonight, men in half of the city saw my breasts.Oh, God Ah, I'm really sorry, my dear, I didn't want to embarrass you.
Betty murmured.
I hugged her in my arms and said: Don't be stupid, little baby, looking at those men greedily watching your body, knowing that they must all want to fuck you very much, I'm almost stubborn.
She looked at me in surprise and said: Do you think so?But you have always been jealous of me interacting with other men!
I shrugged my shoulders and said: That was the past, and now I hope you are as coquettish as possible!I walked outside with you tonight, thinking of you not wearing a bra or underwear under your coat, knowing that those men are staring at your body lustfully, and even seeing your exposed nipples and vagina, these are very exciting to me and make me very excited.
Betty stared at me with wide eyes, what did you say?Pussy?Can they see my pussy Ah?
I told her that the taxi driver saw her small nipples and furry pussy through the rearview mirror, while the men in the hotel enjoyed the beautiful scenery between her fair and plump butt and her legs.
Oh, then do you feel impulsive?That will make you excited?
Betty asked.
I nodded.
Betty took off her short skirt, stood in front of me naked, and said: Come on, let me see how hard you are.
We started having sex wildly, and the crazy experiences exposed stimulated our nerves. We had sex more that night than we did in the previous month.
The next morning, Betty asked me: Do you still want me to do the same as last night?
What?Have sex or do you give me a blowjob?
I asked.
Well, I mean, do you still want me to go out in exposed clothes like I did last night?
Haha, of course Ah, I hope what happened last night happened again.
That day, from 10 a.m. to 3 p.m., Betty walked around the casino in very exposed clothes, sometimes squeezing at the gambling table to place bets, sometimes sitting at the bar and chatting, while I hid from a distance and peeked at her flirting with the men.
Many times, the men reached their hands on her chest or thighs and stroked them. Betty asked them to take advantage of it, and then ran away, making the men itchy but couldn't eat it, and kept circling around her.
When we returned to the room at night, we started having sex crazy again, as if we no longer had a tomorrow and we had to seize every second of the present and enjoy each other's bodies.
Finally, we were all so tired that we collapsed on the bed, gasping for breath.
After finally calming down, Betty asked me: What do you want me to do next?
I felt that the time was coming, so I raised my body and looked at her eyes and said: You go to the bar downstairs now and let those men caress your body.If you meet a man you like, seduce him, tease him, flirt with him, and when you are all very, very excited, you leave and go to the bathroom first, and then wait for my next instructions.
She gave me an evil smile and said: So, where will you stay?
Of course it is a place where you can see you.
After the discussion, I went downstairs first and found a seat in the bar where I could see every corner of the house and sit down.
Betty also came to the bar 15 minutes later and sat down in a relatively dark corner.
Just a few minutes later, a man slowly walked to her seat to chat with her.
It seemed that he was not the type that Beti liked. After they only talked for a few words, the man left in a bad mood.
After a while, another man walked to her seat. After they chatted for a few words, the man sat down.
It seems they are having a good chat.
By this time, Betty had already drunk 5 glasses of wine, and I knew she was a little drunk.
In this state, Beti is easily excited, especially after being teased by a strange man, she will definitely not be able to control her.
Beti talked to the man for a while and then stood up. I think she was going to the bathroom as I told her in advance.
But, as she stood up, the man stood up, hugging her and heading towards the darker place behind the bar.
Since they were still in my sight, I didn't care much and ordered another beer and started drinking it.
The two of them found a hidden corner and sat down. After the waitress left after delivering the drink, the man leaned over and kissed my wife.
Just as I was kissing, I noticed that the man's hand reached under the table.
At this time, I saw Beti lifting her body upwards. I thought that the man's fingers had probably found her exposed vagina, and maybe his fingers had been inserted into her wet vagina.
After a while, the man became even more presumptuous. While kissing my wife, he reached into her clothes and rubbed her breasts.
I could imagine that Bette and the man must have been so excited that they were excited.
The man grabbed one of Betty's hands and dragged it under the table, obviously asking her to masturbate him.
Betty struggled several times, but in the end he still couldn't struggle with the man. Finally, he put his hand under the table and slowly started moving.
After watching for a while, I stood up and prepared to go to the bathroom.When Beti saw me, I gave her a gesture, hoping that she would go to the bathroom with me, and then I would leave first.
However, I waited there for about 5 minutes and she hadn't come yet.
When I returned to my seat, I was surprised to find that she and the man were gone.
I thought, when she saw me leaving, did she think I had returned to her room and she had gone back too?
I hurriedly drank the last bit of wine in my cup, and I hurriedly ran towards our room.
In the elevator, my penis was as hard as an iron rod. I was very eager to insert it into Betty's warm and moist vagina. The hole that had just been raped by a strange man must have been filled with vaginal fluid.
However, Betty was not in the room. I waited anxiously for an hour and a half, but she still didn't come back.
There was no choice but to go back to the bar downstairs again.
But to my disappointment, she wasn't there either.
So, where did she go?
After waiting in the bar for a while, she returned to our room, but she was still not there.
I doubt it, no!
I hope she is lying on the man's bed now, or lying on the back seat of the man's car, being raped fiercely by the man.
The slight sound of opening and closing the door woke me up. When I opened my eyes, I saw the clock on the bedside table first. It was already 4:32 am.
Beti stood beside the bed, looking at me who had just woken up from my sleep, with a silent and strange expression.
Her lipstick has fallen a lot, her hair is messy, with white liquid on it, many kiss marks on her neck, and a lot of dirty things on her skirt.
It's obvious that my wife has just been fucked by another man.
With a look of shame on my face, my wife lowered her head and said softly: Sorry, I didn't want to do this at first.I don't know how this happened. I saw you going to the bathroom and wanted to go with you, but he hugged me and took me somewhere else.
I knew what he was going to do to me, but for some reason I still wanted to follow him. Maybe I was a lewd woman, and I didn't know either.All I know is that I have done something that I am sorry for you and something that I am sorry for our marriage.
I turned on the desk lamp and looked at her. She was so dirty that she was emitting the smell of sex after sex.But to me, she has never been as sexy as she is now.
OK, don't say sorry.
I said, I'm glad that something happened.The only regret is that I didn't see you having sex with my own eyes.Have you sucked his cock?
She nodded.
More than once?
She nodded again.
Did he cum in your mouth?
Yes.
She murmured.
How many times did he fuck you?
She said in a very light voice: 5 times.
Take off your clothes.
Seeing her take off all her clothes, I noticed many bite marks on her breasts and thighs.I asked her: Will you fuck him again?
She raised her head and said in a low voice that was almost impossible to hear: He asked me if I would go back to find him.
Then how did you answer him?
She looked down at the floor without saying a word.
What the hell did you tell him, Betty?
I said I would try to find him.
I think you'd better go to bed first.Before you go to find him, you have to serve me comfortably.
You really think so?You really don't care that I'm fucked by another man?
I've told you, Betty, the only regret I feel is not seeing him fuck you with my own eyes.Now, come here and suck my dick well.
I flew home from Las Vegas alone on Sunday afternoon.
After Beti served me well, she took a shower, put on makeup carefully, and then went to find her lover.
She returned to our room again after spending another 9 hours in her lover's bed.
I told her that we should catch the plane home, but she seemed a little hesitant.
Are you not going home?
I asked.
At this time, she knew that I could accept that she had sex with other men, so she said to me: He would not leave here until the day after tomorrow, and he wanted me to stay with him.
Do you want to stay, too?
I have no idea.There is one in my mind that I said I should go home with you and be a good wife who is polite and obedient; but the other one I said that such opportunities are hard to come by and should be enjoyed.
Well, maybe you should get used to being a slutty wife, not just a conservative housewife.Now, I give you full freedom and I want to make a deal with you.I'm going home alone now, you can stay here for two days, two weeks, or stay as long as you want, but after you get home, I want you to have sex with other men in front of me.
Do you really want me to stay?
I nodded.
She threw herself into my arms, kissed me, and said crying: Thank you, my dear, I will make good compensation for you, I promise.
For two weeks after I got home, Betty was still stranded in Las Vegas, and she had sex with more than a dozen men.Every night, she would call me and tell me what she did again.
She is coming back at 7 o'clock tonight, and I'm going to pick her up at the airport.
I thought I would fuck her first in the parking lot, and then take her home and give her a surprise.
My best friend is waiting in our bedroom. I want him to rape my little Betty in front of me. I hope he is only the first of many men who raped my wife in front of me in the future!
Like many couples who have been married for so long, our sexual excitement is no longer as strong as we were when we were young.
I think no matter how good the thing is, it will no longer feel fresh after 6 years of use. This does not mean that we are tired of each other, but just we are tired of the unchanging sex.
Two years ago, I saw a magazine in my seat pocket while on a plane.
During the whole boring flight, I saw that magazine from the beginning.
In the information feedback column, I saw several letters from readers, saying that men were talking about how they felt when they watched their wives have sex with other men.
For some reason, I felt as if I was watching Betty having sex with other men. I imagined how she showed her body, how she seduced men, and then had sex with them crazy.
This kind of thought made me extremely excited.
Later, when I was having sex with Beti, the scenes of her having sex with other men kept appearing in my mind.
I tried my best to imagine how she was sucking my friend's cock or how to incorporate my friend's thick cock into her hungry vagina.
In short, I felt extremely excited and the pleasure was very strong in my wife's imagination of having an affair.
This imagination lasted for more than a year, and I started buying and reading some pornographic magazines, specifically looking for stories written by men who had the same ideas as me.
I also started buying Beti some low-cut tops, short skirts and high heels for her to go out in sexy clothes to increase her appeal to men.
I have always hoped that a man would boldly seduce her after seeing her sexy body and beautiful appearance, and there were indeed men who did this.
But Betty didn't give them any chance.
Although I was disappointed and distressed, I had no courage to talk to Beti about this issue during that time.
On our 6th anniversary, I took Beti to Las Vegas for a weekend.
Although she didn't want to, I put her miniskirt, low-cut top and high heels in my suitcase.
When she arrived in Las Vegas, she opened the box in the hotel room and saw the things I had put in, and she showed a strange and funny expression on her face.
I told her that as a wedding anniversary gift, I hope she would wear these sexy and exposed clothes without underwear when spending the weekend here.
After a lot of talk, Beti finally agreed to change into such clothes and go out and go to a luxurious restaurant in the city with me for dinner.
As we walked through the hotel lobby, I noticed several men's eyes were staring at Betty's body.
In the thin silky low-cut top, her big breasts were trembling slightly with her feet. The nipples without brass tied up pushed the clothes up with two obvious bumps, looking very sexy.
Sitting in the taxi, I stroked Beti's thighs and put my fingers into her short skirt to snatch her naked pussy.
She was so sexually erect that she was teased by me, and she groaned and leaned in my arms to kiss me.
Seeing the taxi driver keep watching this erotic performance from the rearview mirror, I teased my wife even harder and pulled the hem of her skirt to her waist, so that the driver could clearly see her vagina and my fingers thrusting back and forth in her vagina.
While teasing and playing with my wife, I unbuttoned the two buttons of her top while she was not paying attention.
When we got to the hotel, when we got off the bus, the driver stared at Beti's exposed thighs hard.
I paid the fare to the driver and said to him quietly: If I get her drunk, if you are still here later, I will let you see more.
The food was very delicious, I ordered two bottles of wine, and most of it was drunk by Betty.
During the meal, I went to the bathroom several times, and when I returned, I realized that the men around me could see how sexy Betty looked.
The hem of the short skirt and the table and chair could not block her exposed buttocks and vagina. Betty, who was slightly drunk, did not realize that her lower body had been completely exposed to the men around her. She still wriggled from time to time, spread her legs, and showed her most private body parts from different angles.
During the meal, I kept stroking my wife's thighs, touching her vagina, and making her giggle.
After dinner, when we left the hotel, the men around us had a sexual hunger in their eyes, staring at Beti's shaking breasts and swaying butt, which made me very excited.
The nights in the strange city were very beautiful, so I decided to take Beti back to the hotel we stayed at.
As I walked out of the hotel, I quietly unbuttoned one of the buttons of her top, revealing almost the entire breasts.
Walking back to the hotel, Beti was also very excited. She leaned against my body, kept kissing me, and stroked her naked breasts from time to time.
When I walked through the hotel lobby again, the men were greedily watching the half-naked woman beside me, with envy and desire in my eyes.
I smiled in my heart, supporting my wife's hands and playing with her nipples.
In the elevator, I pulled up her skirt and pointed hard at her until I reached the floor where we lived.
After entering the room, Betty was as wet as a river flooded. I closed the door and pulled off her top, leaving her body naked.
Oh, God Ah!Tonight, men in half of the city saw my breasts.Oh, God Ah, I'm really sorry, my dear, I didn't want to embarrass you.
Betty murmured.
I hugged her in my arms and said: Don't be stupid, little baby, looking at those men greedily watching your body, knowing that they must all want to fuck you very much, I'm almost stubborn.
She looked at me in surprise and said: Do you think so?But you have always been jealous of me interacting with other men!
I shrugged my shoulders and said: That was the past, and now I hope you are as coquettish as possible!I walked outside with you tonight, thinking of you not wearing a bra or underwear under your coat, knowing that those men are staring at your body lustfully, and even seeing your exposed nipples and vagina, these are very exciting to me and make me very excited.
Betty stared at me with wide eyes, what did you say?Pussy?Can they see my pussy Ah?
I told her that the taxi driver saw her small nipples and furry pussy through the rearview mirror, while the men in the hotel enjoyed the beautiful scenery between her fair and plump butt and her legs.
Oh, then do you feel impulsive?That will make you excited?
Betty asked.
I nodded.
Betty took off her short skirt, stood in front of me naked, and said: Come on, let me see how hard you are.
We started having sex wildly, and the crazy experiences exposed stimulated our nerves. We had sex more that night than we did in the previous month.
The next morning, Betty asked me: Do you still want me to do the same as last night?
What?Have sex or do you give me a blowjob?
I asked.
Well, I mean, do you still want me to go out in exposed clothes like I did last night?
Haha, of course Ah, I hope what happened last night happened again.
That day, from 10 a.m. to 3 p.m., Betty walked around the casino in very exposed clothes, sometimes squeezing at the gambling table to place bets, sometimes sitting at the bar and chatting, while I hid from a distance and peeked at her flirting with the men.
Many times, the men reached their hands on her chest or thighs and stroked them. Betty asked them to take advantage of it, and then ran away, making the men itchy but couldn't eat it, and kept circling around her.
When we returned to the room at night, we started having sex crazy again, as if we no longer had a tomorrow and we had to seize every second of the present and enjoy each other's bodies.
Finally, we were all so tired that we collapsed on the bed, gasping for breath.
After finally calming down, Betty asked me: What do you want me to do next?
I felt that the time was coming, so I raised my body and looked at her eyes and said: You go to the bar downstairs now and let those men caress your body.If you meet a man you like, seduce him, tease him, flirt with him, and when you are all very, very excited, you leave and go to the bathroom first, and then wait for my next instructions.
She gave me an evil smile and said: So, where will you stay?
Of course it is a place where you can see you.
After the discussion, I went downstairs first and found a seat in the bar where I could see every corner of the house and sit down.
Betty also came to the bar 15 minutes later and sat down in a relatively dark corner.
Just a few minutes later, a man slowly walked to her seat to chat with her.
It seemed that he was not the type that Beti liked. After they only talked for a few words, the man left in a bad mood.
After a while, another man walked to her seat. After they chatted for a few words, the man sat down.
It seems they are having a good chat.
By this time, Betty had already drunk 5 glasses of wine, and I knew she was a little drunk.
In this state, Beti is easily excited, especially after being teased by a strange man, she will definitely not be able to control her.
Beti talked to the man for a while and then stood up. I think she was going to the bathroom as I told her in advance.
But, as she stood up, the man stood up, hugging her and heading towards the darker place behind the bar.
Since they were still in my sight, I didn't care much and ordered another beer and started drinking it.
The two of them found a hidden corner and sat down. After the waitress left after delivering the drink, the man leaned over and kissed my wife.
Just as I was kissing, I noticed that the man's hand reached under the table.
At this time, I saw Beti lifting her body upwards. I thought that the man's fingers had probably found her exposed vagina, and maybe his fingers had been inserted into her wet vagina.
After a while, the man became even more presumptuous. While kissing my wife, he reached into her clothes and rubbed her breasts.
I could imagine that Bette and the man must have been so excited that they were excited.
The man grabbed one of Betty's hands and dragged it under the table, obviously asking her to masturbate him.
Betty struggled several times, but in the end he still couldn't struggle with the man. Finally, he put his hand under the table and slowly started moving.
After watching for a while, I stood up and prepared to go to the bathroom.When Beti saw me, I gave her a gesture, hoping that she would go to the bathroom with me, and then I would leave first.
However, I waited there for about 5 minutes and she hadn't come yet.
When I returned to my seat, I was surprised to find that she and the man were gone.
I thought, when she saw me leaving, did she think I had returned to her room and she had gone back too?
I hurriedly drank the last bit of wine in my cup, and I hurriedly ran towards our room.
In the elevator, my penis was as hard as an iron rod. I was very eager to insert it into Betty's warm and moist vagina. The hole that had just been raped by a strange man must have been filled with vaginal fluid.
However, Betty was not in the room. I waited anxiously for an hour and a half, but she still didn't come back.
There was no choice but to go back to the bar downstairs again.
But to my disappointment, she wasn't there either.
So, where did she go?
After waiting in the bar for a while, she returned to our room, but she was still not there.
I doubt it, no!
I hope she is lying on the man's bed now, or lying on the back seat of the man's car, being raped fiercely by the man.
The slight sound of opening and closing the door woke me up. When I opened my eyes, I saw the clock on the bedside table first. It was already 4:32 am.
Beti stood beside the bed, looking at me who had just woken up from my sleep, with a silent and strange expression.
Her lipstick has fallen a lot, her hair is messy, with white liquid on it, many kiss marks on her neck, and a lot of dirty things on her skirt.
It's obvious that my wife has just been fucked by another man.
With a look of shame on my face, my wife lowered her head and said softly: Sorry, I didn't want to do this at first.I don't know how this happened. I saw you going to the bathroom and wanted to go with you, but he hugged me and took me somewhere else.
I knew what he was going to do to me, but for some reason I still wanted to follow him. Maybe I was a lewd woman, and I didn't know either.All I know is that I have done something that I am sorry for you and something that I am sorry for our marriage.
I turned on the desk lamp and looked at her. She was so dirty that she was emitting the smell of sex after sex.But to me, she has never been as sexy as she is now.
OK, don't say sorry.
I said, I'm glad that something happened.The only regret is that I didn't see you having sex with my own eyes.Have you sucked his cock?
She nodded.
More than once?
She nodded again.
Did he cum in your mouth?
Yes.
She murmured.
How many times did he fuck you?
She said in a very light voice: 5 times.
Take off your clothes.
Seeing her take off all her clothes, I noticed many bite marks on her breasts and thighs.I asked her: Will you fuck him again?
She raised her head and said in a low voice that was almost impossible to hear: He asked me if I would go back to find him.
Then how did you answer him?
She looked down at the floor without saying a word.
What the hell did you tell him, Betty?
I said I would try to find him.
I think you'd better go to bed first.Before you go to find him, you have to serve me comfortably.
You really think so?You really don't care that I'm fucked by another man?
I've told you, Betty, the only regret I feel is not seeing him fuck you with my own eyes.Now, come here and suck my dick well.
I flew home from Las Vegas alone on Sunday afternoon.
After Beti served me well, she took a shower, put on makeup carefully, and then went to find her lover.
She returned to our room again after spending another 9 hours in her lover's bed.
I told her that we should catch the plane home, but she seemed a little hesitant.
Are you not going home?
I asked.
At this time, she knew that I could accept that she had sex with other men, so she said to me: He would not leave here until the day after tomorrow, and he wanted me to stay with him.
Do you want to stay, too?
I have no idea.There is one in my mind that I said I should go home with you and be a good wife who is polite and obedient; but the other one I said that such opportunities are hard to come by and should be enjoyed.
Well, maybe you should get used to being a slutty wife, not just a conservative housewife.Now, I give you full freedom and I want to make a deal with you.I'm going home alone now, you can stay here for two days, two weeks, or stay as long as you want, but after you get home, I want you to have sex with other men in front of me.
Do you really want me to stay?
I nodded.
She threw herself into my arms, kissed me, and said crying: Thank you, my dear, I will make good compensation for you, I promise.
For two weeks after I got home, Betty was still stranded in Las Vegas, and she had sex with more than a dozen men.Every night, she would call me and tell me what she did again.
She is coming back at 7 o'clock tonight, and I'm going to pick her up at the airport.
I thought I would fuck her first in the parking lot, and then take her home and give her a surprise.
My best friend is waiting in our bedroom. I want him to rape my little Betty in front of me. I hope he is only the first of many men who raped my wife in front of me in the future!
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