1. The forfeiture (Cuckold2)


    Date: 9/25/2015, Categories: Group Sex, First Time, Voyeur, Author: pablotlse, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    Park, I walk through corridors, opening and closing doors hoping to discover my wife that I imagine is sl**ping on a Chair. And it is precisely when closing the door of a huge room filled with odds and ends that I hear whispers. I enter the room and it's more out of curiosity than by the idea of finding Murielle that I'm heading silently towards the place where these whispers are coming from. At the corner of a huge wardrobe, I stop with amazement: my wife is there in front of me, her jacket on the floor; I see her from the back; her legs are slightly spread apart, the skirt is lifted up to the hips, her white panties well visible and the top of her bodice completely down. A man on her left kisses her in the neck and strokes her buttocks. I see him opening the buttons of the bodice while kneading her buttocks - the bodice attaches in between the legs by plastic pressure buttons. On her right another man is bent on her chest. I do not see his head. His allure is familiar to me, but I’m so under the shock that I can't recognize him. He licks and sucks her nipples, one hand stroking her back. I see the right hand of my wife is also busy. I hear sighs, murmurs, various noises. In front of my wife stands another man of who I can only see the top of the head. His hair is also familiar to me, but I can't identify it. What is he doing to her? I feel a huge fist blow in the chest, a shooting pain in the belly and at the same time I start to bend like a horse. I am there watching, ...
    perplexed, and full of pain and excitement. The man on her left moves, kneels behind her, takes her buttocks in both hands and buries his head and his tongue in her ass. When moving, I’m surprised that he even did not notice my presence. I am stunned. My wife sighs deeply with a long &#034Oh yes&#034, then leans slightly forward and tends her rump, probably by reflex. The man on her right straightens, takes my wife by the neck and draws her face towards him to kiss her greedily on the mouth. With his right hand he gropes her breasts. By him removing bend, I succeed in recognizing him: it’s Antoine, the bastard. I also recognize the other man that Murielle was hiding until she leaned forward; he stands there, looking right in my eyes: it’s Lucas, my boss, my direct superior officer, the one who decides on my salary increases, on my performance premium, on my career almost. The bastards! A terrible anger takes me, a desire of murder. And my cock suddenly becomes completely limp. Lucas, without a word rushes to me. &#034He puts a hand on my chest and murmurs to me: “Do not stay here &#034while pushing me gently on the shoulder to let me get back to where I’m coming from. I collapse and I start to weep. With a hand on my back, Lucas leads me gently to the door; I turn my head looking back over my shoulder to my wife: nothing has changed, the stranger is still licking her ass and now has also slipped a hand between her legs while Antoine, who finally saw me and looks at me with eyes ...
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