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The Coldest Night of the Year Ch. 02
Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster
watch a lot of POV porn to have seen this over and over. But it's entirely different when it's your wife who blowing some anonymous guy in real time, in the same building, on your phone. I put in my headphones so I could hear better. I pulled out my cock and stroked it to the rhythm of her motion. I could hear men coming in going in the john outside my stall, listening to them pissing in the urinals and in the stall next door. A couple of times they rattled the latch of my stall, wondering what I was doing in there. I could hear the man holding Clara's phone moaning. He was having trouble holding it steady. I could hear the sounds of the party in the background. Where were they? When she pulled his cock out of her mouth, it was wet with streams of saliva. She stroked it hard the full length of the shaft. Clara opened her mouth wide as he came all over her face. She licked her lips lasciviously and smiled at the camera. Then, the call ended. I came hard in the stall, pushing my cock to one side so I wouldn't get cum on my tux. I left a stream of it on the bathroom wall. I sat there with my wet cock in my hand, trying to process what I had just seen. I put away my phone, zipped up my pants, and stumbled out of the bathroom. When I returned to the knot of sycophants surrounding Helen, Clara was already there. Mercifully, Kurt had moved on to ruin someone else's evening. How had Clara managed to get back before me? I could see blobs of cum in her hair and on her shoulder, so fresh it was still wet and sticky. "Richard," Helen said. "Are you feeling alright? You seem very pale indeed." I nodded. I was feeling numb and stupid. I looked around. I wondered which of the hundreds of men in the room had just fucked my wife in the face. I leaned over and affectionately kissed Clara on the neck. Unobtrusively, so that only Clara could tell, I licked up the droplets of cum that lay on her shoulder. I could feel myself getting hard again.