Ow did she have sex every night with me? The only answer I could imagine was that I didn’t satisfy her. (taking less than 30 seconds to fuck Priya e...ery time).When she returned home, I wanted to ask her why, but first, I had a confession to make:Debu: I have a secret fetish. I’m a cuckold.Priya: Tell me something new.Later she told me that she would break up with her boyfriend forever. But I told her to continue seeing him as she was not satisfied by a single lover. Even if she were seeing her. Whilst I was on the phone talking I noticed a gentleman of about 40ish sit near our sofa. He was obviously there on business because he was working on his lap top, he looked well turned out and handsome. I noticed him look over at my wife and smile, my wife smiled back and continued to sip her drink. He probably thought my wife was there alone and maybe on business too. Once I finished my call I looked through the big window, and I noticed the man every so often looking at my wife. I decided to. Rope after rope of my hot sticky cum landed on her face and in her hair. Leave my cum on your face. Let my cum drip down just like it is school girl. Now clean my dick off with your tongue. Lick me clean.I grabbed Nina by the hair again and pulled her to the kitchen island. I propped her up on the island.Spread your legs, I said spread your legs.Now what are you going to do to me? Isn't face fucking me enough? Look at my face covered with your cum.Shut up prissy school girl. I lifted Ninas. A noble I had taken a particular shine to had recommended it last night at the opera.The brothel was called 'The Rosy Garter.' It was one of the nicer places in town. My outfit was assembled to reflect the latest in fashions. A black cloak with a vest and a red cravat.The door to the house of ill repute was closed, and a burly guard stood at the ready. His hand rested on the pommel of his weapon. A scar decorated his face, giving his appearance a sense of experience.A gold coin was enough to.