Well, that's why I kept my distance, firstly, work, and secondly, in general, you yourself already understood.
And honestly, I'm grateful to those scumbags for what they did to my wife. They taught her to be submissive. And now I fuck, fuck her where I want, the way I want and whenever I want, enjoying her humility. Enjoying the certainty that after fucking her in the ass, I will put my cock in her mouth, and when she picks it up again, I will put it in her vagina ...
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I didn't wait long. A few minutes later, Jess went outside. She was wearing a black miniskirt, pink blouse and black shoes. On the face was a very beautiful make-up. And the slender, tanned legs were so beautiful that I wanted to fall on my knees and lick them. We got into the car and drove to the city.
I leaned over to her, hugged her and kissed her on the forehead. Hearing an unexpectedly quiet groan and a quick stubbornness of something that instantly hardened and still unknown to me - everything swam in my head, I immediately switched and I felt under me not just my mother, but a beautiful futanari in the process of ovulation, thirsty for a female. So close, so real. So much love and harmony overwhelmed me at that moment. I lowered my head and looked into her eyes, which ran and switched either to me or to my lips, she continued to breathe unevenly, breathing warm feminine breath on me. I dug into her lips and began to knead and lick them, gradually sucking them. We began to suck so concretely, thin, cold saliva began to run down our chins, which is why my penis was already petrified.
Suddenly she, as if by the way, said:
Further conversation was conducted in the same spirit. Lyudka suffered, I reassured her. While reassuring, young people came. Faces are happy, full. And stomachs are hungry. They shouted from the gate, demanding grub. He patted Lyudka on the pope and invited him to run in the evening. My wife and daughter stayed in the city today, there is a place and time.
At the time of my admission to the university, I had been dating Vadim for almost a year. Everything was fine with us. And even the fact that I went to live in another city did not change anything. Love at a distance. Meeting once a month, or even two. I didn’t go home more often, it was far away. He only visited me a few times. And in my third year, I already showed off with a wedding ring, and in less than a year I became a mother. And after less than three ... a divorced girl with a small one in her arms. True, as to the father of our offspring, there are no complaints. Vaska often communicates with his father, who not only supports him financially, but their relationship is normal. So the son has a father. And the fact that I found a man for myself, although it was unexpected for the former, was received with dignity.