Double Life of a Slut Wife chapter two

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Double Life of a Slut Wife chapter twoShe set her phone down and said out loud, “I really do love you but my hungry cunt needs more meat than any one man can provide.” Then she did something that seemed both crazy yet terribly erotic. She spread her legs as wide as they would go and in a move that was incredibly agile she bent forward at the waist and slipped her legs behind her shoulders and planted her mouth over her glistening oily cunt and gave her slit a passionate french kiss. Then she actually started talking to her pussy. “You filthy little cunt, one of these days your hunger is going to get me in trouble. You nasty little clock glutton.” Then she went back to licking herself. The whole thing was bizarre to witness and to be honest, it scared me a bit. But at the same time, the out of control depravity of what I was witnessing was intensely erotic. She continued talking to her vagina fethiye escort while she was eating herself out so I couldn’t make out what she was saying all that clearly except for occasional words and phrases like, “cheating fuck hole” and, “stretching my married cunt” and various things of that nature until I saw her have an orgasm that threw her body into what looked like a Grand Mal Seizure. Her face became grotesquely contorted and her legs dislodged from behind her shoulders as her spine whiplashed her body in all different directions until it looked like she went into a twitching paralysis for the better part of a full minute. Then she began crying. It was the first time that I was ever in doubt of my wife’s sanity. Then her sobs turned into laughter and she yelled, “I need cock, where the fuck are you guys?” Then she picked up her phone and quickly tapped out a message escort fethiye that I imagined was the text version of what she had just yelled and hit send.She then got up off the bed and walked into her office. From my new vantage point, all I had to do was turn around as the viewing slit to her office was right behind me. As I peered in I saw her adjust a webcam that was on her desk and she started going through pages on the computer. The screen showed different adult swinger sites and it looked as if she were checking the classifieds. I knew then that I would be doing whatever it took to get the codes to both her office door and computer. I didn’t think I could do that by just simply observing. I needed cameras in which I could record her putting in the codes and then zoom way in to try and decipher what those codes were. That was when it dawned on me that I had no intention of confronting fethiye escort bayan her about being a cheating whore. Not right away anyway. What I was experiencing was like discovering a treasure so large that there was fear of revealing it to anyone at all. It was the fear of not knowing what would happen if I revealed my discovery and also the fear of having it taken away from me. The things I had just witnessed were things I would have never imagined being possible. It was so hot and erotic that it couldn’t really be equaled. I needed to see more. Lots more. And I knew that my newly discovered network of secret passages was going to provide me with all the depravity that my slut wife was capable of. I had to be smart about this and not reveal in any way that I was now a voyeur into my wife’s double life. I considered, then quickly discarded the notion of a private investigator. I was in this alone. I was the only one I trusted and I had to be smart and cautious about everything or risk having it blow up in my face. Then I heard my wife’s phone ring and she gleefully exclaimed, “They’re here!”To be continued…..

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