"B," she's tired of your relationship and she wants to shake it up or get rid of you. Or "C," she's just so caught up in the thrill of fucking someone...else behind your back that she loses control."Why do I do it?" I asked. "There are two reasons here. One is because I don't give a flying fuck about her, your marriage or you. I just want the thrill of watching that shit burn. And secondly ... Because I'm an asshole." The thrill of fucking your wife won't keep my attention for long.. ”Before Sophia could even wonder about what she just read, she heard a voice coming from the left of her.“Hello there, perv”She turned her head to her left and saw something standing on her shoulder.It was a woman the size of a Barbie doll. She had red skin, black hair, tiny horns on her head, little bat-like wings on her back and wore leather hotpants, a leather jacket and leather boots. She looked like a stereotypical devil.Before Sophia could take in all of what just happened, she heard a. A few movements later she had his big fat cock free in the night air. She pulled her left hand from behind her back and quickly d****d her white bikini string satin panties over his cock (making sure the inside cotton panty gusset covered the tip of his cock). She began to stroke him through the soft silky material. He seemed to really enjoy the sensation. His anticipation left him little time for warm up and it wasn't a minute later that he was begging for her to take him in her mouth. . But now it's feels fine...wonderful, in fact..." I leaned forwards, careful not to push anymore cock inside because of the pain she would feel and kissed her passionately - our tongues slipping in and out of each other's mouths. I broke the kiss off because it was just too tempting for me to push more of my pole inside her? I smiled at the girl impaled on my cock; her eyeliner had run, her black lipstick had smudged and she giggled and said softly, "I bet that that is similar to the pain that.