His cock made a little popping sound as it pulled out and he fell back on the bed, exhausted.That’s when I hear my phone ding. I glanced at it and s...w it was a text from my ex-wife. What the fuck did she want? Here is our conversation:Her: I hope you and your friends are having a good poker night. #blueballsMe: What the fuck?Her: Ha ha! I mixed viagra in with your salsa.Me: You bitch!Her: Poor boys. Maybe you could have a good circle jerk! LOLMe: You are in deep shit. You almost killed. I stand with my eyes fixed you and make my way towards our bureau to have a final glance at our dear treasure. The yellowish-brown bamboo photo frame proudly displays the picture of you, me and Sally, our child. I wish I could hold it but in the present state, I can’t. It’s not in my power to touch solid objects. I raise my eyes to look in the mirror only to find my reflection missing and replaced with your play of passion. ‘Honey, you look beautiful.’The final push, a loud moan, the rasping. Phir maine uske aur apne saare kapde nikal diye aur bed pe bitha ke uske muh mai apna l*nd diya aur woh use choos rhi thi hum ek doosre ko hi dekh rhe the aur mai sath hi uske chooche bhi daba rha tha.Woh mera poora andar tak le rhi thi mano jaise mai jannat mai aa gaya hoon. Phir maine use litaya aur uski chooot ko zor zor se chatne aur choosne laga. Bada maza aa rha tha.Maine phir use 69 position mai lakar sex kia. Phir thodi der baad hum dono jhad gaye thodi hi der mai main phir se tayar. Samantha walked right to the pool area carrying her things, not bothering to cover nudity an any way. She was horny and she was pissed. Just as she suspected, there was Maria bouncing up and down on some spic's lap, moaning like a fucking bitch, her brown tits bouncing up and down like two little basketballs, and her brown hair roughly messed up.Samantha couldn't see whatever beaner it was laying in the pool chair fucking his maid, but she was going to call the police on him, as soon as she was.