1. Husband to castrated sissy


    Date: 10/9/2017, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: PaRiaH236, Source: xHamster

    &#034Oh my god!&#034 My wife looked up over the muscular shoulder of the huge black guy nailing her on our bed. Her long tanned legs wrapped around v-shaped torso. &#034Hi honey. What are you doing home early?&#034 &#034Kelli what the fuck's going on here?!&#034 At that, the black guy turned and shot me a nasty glance. &#034What's it look like we doing, genius? I'm dicking your old lady. Now get out of here fuckshit I ain't finished.&#034 &#034Better go downstairs dear,&#034 Kelli said, smiling. &#034I'll be down later to explain.&#034 Of course I was shocked, but what else could I do? I went downstairs poured myself a drink and then another. I was already half plastered by the time she came down. She was wrapped in her bathrobe. Behind her was the black guy wrapped in mine. &#034Kelli,&#034 I stood up too quickly. The room swayed. I sat back down with a plop, nearly missing the couch entirely. I wiped my nose with the back of my hand and sniffed hard. It was no use trying to disguise the fact that I'd been crying. &#034What is the meaning of this?&#034 &#034It's simple Kenny,&#034 my wife said. &#034Carlos and I are lovers.&#034 &#034How long...&#034 I choked up. &#034Is that really important?&#034 &#034How long?&#034 I demanded, starting to feel angry. &#034A year and a half.&#034 &#034A year and a half!&#034 I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My wife was fucking another man for a year and a half and I hadn't suspected a thing! &#034Why? Why Kelli, don't you love ...
    me?&#034 The black guy rolled his eyes and muttered something about me being a lameshit faggot but I ignored him for the time being. I'd get to him later. He poured himself a drink and made himself comfortable in my easy chair. He turned on the TV. &#034Kelli, I want an answer!&#034 &#034Oh Kenny, what do you expect me to say? Of course, I love you. You're like...I don't know, my best friend or something.&#034 &#034Your best friend?! Kelli, I'm your husband! Your lover!&#034 &#034No more asswipe,&#034 Carlos said from the easy chair. He'd pushed it back, his feet up. &#034Tell him to leave,&#034 I demanded of my wife. &#034Tell him you want him to go. Now.&#034 &#034I can't do that, sweetie,&#034 my wife said. &#034Why not?&#034 &#034Because I don't want him to leave.&#034 Carlos chucked at that. &#034She don't want me to leave, you hear that sweetie?&#034 &#034Well I'm telling you. Get out. Get out now, you son of a bitch!&#034 I shrieked. I was practically hysterical. &#034Just shut the fuck up,&#034 the black man said, sounding almost bored. &#034You're ruining my good mood. I started towards the man in my chair, dressed in my robe, who'd just had his cock in my wife. Kelli laid a hand on my arm. &#034Honey, don't.&#034 &#034Like hell I won't.&#034 The black man sighed, put his drink down on the table, and calmly pushed the chair down to get to his feet. Behind me, I heard Kelli say, &#034Be careful Carlos. Don't hurt him too much.&#034 I'd like to think I could blame the booze ...
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