The love of my life. The one who’s safety and well-being I put above all others. It turns out that my beautiful adoring wife Julie is a cheating nym...homaniac cock whore.It really had only been maybe ten to twelve hours ago that my wife revealed to me that she spends the better part of each day getting her holes pumped full of, as she put it, hard throbbing cock meat. And in those hours since her nasty revelation, I had watched her fuck and suck somewhere between 30 or 40 different dicks. And. ”Ronald had sufficiently prepared my ass so that the head of Derick’s big cock easily entered my ass. My sphincter offered little resistance. Derick paused for a few seconds then rammed hard and deep. The pain was so intense that light flashed in front of my eyes, as I screamed.As he began hard fucking me, the pain eased, and was replaced with pure pleasure. Ronald’s hands lifted my head, as he presented his cock to my lips. I opened my mouth and he slid his cock in. I was being fucked at both. . Making a meal of it ... There’s none of the dirty face, pouting, snarling into camera that women often affect whilst playing with themselves – she’s smiling, loving every second of it ... Enjoying touching herself, and enjoying doing it on camera ... Occasionally casting a glance to her left and breaking into an even broader smile ... All the while she’s still talking as she fingers – “Nice and wet ... Slippery ... I love this ... Making myself ready ... Yes ... Nice and wet...”And then, just. Jack did not have to insist much because we had fucked in the balcony many, many times by then. The nearest apartment for anyone to see us fucking was across the Hudson River in New York City and that too if he had a good zoom lens available to his binoculars. We knew that it was impossible because the balcony had at least 4 feet high wall with designer holes and then at least another one foot high railing on top of it. Jack said that it was nice, relatively cool breeze outside without putting.