The make up on her face is messed up, her face is white, she is about to cry and kill someone. But the most important things are those nipples standin... erect. The nipples are pink and gorgeous; the breasts are swaying with her movement and are totally edible. My dick is already hard thinking about moving between those smooth squishy balloons. She barged in, her eyes wide flying in all directions. She finally noticed me and ran over after closing the door quickly but quietly. She pulled my chair. ”“If I loved him, I never would have given up my memories of him,” I hissed. I stepped back and cracked my hand on her ass. The smack echoed through the room, the handprint red and bright.She laughed. “Oh, you are a fool. You gave up your soulmate for the prophecy. How pathetic is that? You could have been happy with him.”“Liar!”Crack!“Spanking my ass won’t change the truth.” She wiggled her hips. “You can spank me until I bleed, but it won’t change reality.”I drew back my hand. ”“You know, this is still very impressive. How you managed to keep this up and not get caught… In what, like two years?” Tylia smirked.“Well...” Cypher unzipped her oversized hoodie and ripped the voice modulator taped down to her chest off. “It’s a hard job.”Cypher’s voice changed from this deep, raunchy, masculine voice to her much lighter, softer normal tone. Her voice was soft, but strong and had an underlying seductive tone. Tylia handed her the little box from the duffle bag that Cypher. He nods his head in approval. Out by my car I see my wife leaving the bar with the 3 black men. They all walk together with my wife in the center. The black men are pulling on my wife’s breast and ass as they walk into the motel room. I could see the motel door open and my wife removing her clothes then the door goes shut.I head home. I had no idea how long my wife will be fucking these black men.Got home opened a beer and watched interracial porn on the internet. Video was about a white wife.