Together we are four years old. It seems not so much, but not very little. But during this time my wife managed to lose sexual interest to me. In principle, not only to me. Her sex in general has ceased to interest, which just knocked me out of a rut. For all my caresses and attempts at intimacy, she sharply expressed her “fi.” And then, having suffered so much, I decided to take a chance.

My wife loved to spend all her free time playing online games that are built into social networks like "classmates". There you can not only play, but also communicate and make new acquaintances. So, I have one such friend who also likes to hang out in social networks. And it was on him that I placed all my hopes on the restoration of sexuality in my wife.

I called him, explained the situation, and asked for a favor. I wanted him to find my wife on the net (since she didn’t know him) and tried to start a conversation with her. Then he needed to get my wife interested and screw up. Then he will have to persuade her about the meeting and fuck her. In my opinion, all this was supposed to somehow melt the ice and ignite the light of passion in my faithful. To my luck, the guy agreed. My plan began on that evening.

I went about my business, occasionally glancing at my wife's monitor. My hired lover was able to find her online and is now trying to win over. The way she responded to his messages indicated that she was not at all interested. But the guy was persistent. After a couple of days, I began to notice that my wife became more in touch with him, became more responsive. Well done boy. You could say he split an iceberg. A few days later I began to notice that they had already started discussing the topic of the meeting in their correspondence. Fine. It's nice that did not have to wait a month or more.

I called my friend, praised him for the work done and said that if he succeeds in inviting my wife to a meeting, she will have to wear one of my favorite dresses in her wardrobe. Namely - a black long dress made of satin, with a deep neckline and a loose pleated skirt to the floor. I want them to sit in a restaurant, grumble, and then he would bring her to his home, where he set up a camera in advance, and fuck her, not taking off her dress, until the crap from her ass fits. Then we will meet, and he will give me a record disc.

He agreed. I just had to wait. I waited not long. After a day, coming home from work, my wife began to dress up. She said that she was meeting with her old friends, whom she had not seen for a long time, and they all go to a restaurant together. She says that she needs to impress them and asks me what is best for her to wear. I, of course, offer a black dress with a pleated skirt. At first my wife looked at herself in the mirror for some time uncertainly, but then, rather chuckling, she nevertheless agreed with my choice and, wearing make-up and combing her hair, left. And I know that not on a meeting with my girlfriends, but on a date. And this thought excited me wildly. Truth be told, my dick was already up when she started to dress up, not for me, but for the lover I created. Even then, with difficulty, I hid my sticking cock and held back impulses to pounce on my wife, lift up the hem of her dress and fuck like a bitch. But I restrained myself. My wife left to fuck with another, and my pain began to whine under my stomach because the testosterones that had accumulated in me never got discharged. But never mind, everything will get better soon, and I will often be discharged into my beloved wife. I did not know how much I would have to wait for my wife to return, so I went to bed with the thought that tomorrow everything would be different.

I woke up in the morning. I was woken by the sound of turning the key in the door lock. I looked up and saw my wife. She looked very tired, in a rumpled and soiled dress.Leaving her purse in the hallway and with difficulty removing her shoes, she went into the bedroom and, without removing the dress, climbed into bed, covered herself with a blanket and immediately fell asleep. She smelled of sweat, sex and a little shit. I realized that everything happened, and now I had to pick up the disc.

I called my friend and made an appointment. I didn’t ask how everything went, I just took the CD and went home. Returning, I found my wife still asleep. So I can watch the video right now. Having settled down more conveniently at a computer and wearing headphones, I turned on the recording.

Camera guy installed as necessary. A large sofa was visible, on which, as I guessed, the whole action would take place. But while it was empty, and the room was rather dark. Suddenly a light came on, bright enough for all the details to be seen, and a man and a woman appeared in the frame. They passionately embraced and kissed. These were my wife and her new gentleman. They slowly, step by step, approached the sofa, never for a second did I stop kissing and stroking each other. His hands slid down my spouse's back. Here they are already rumpled through the fabric of the dress her ass. And she, in turn, unbuttons his shirt and pulls her off him. Then his pants fall to the floor. The guy puts his hands on the shoulders of my wife and lowers her on the sofa. She sits down and her face is at the level of his thigh. Her hand gently pulls a standing and long male member out of her underpants. She looks up, looks into the eyes of her “lover” and takes his dignity in her mouth. Smoothly and very gently her lips envelop the foreskin, pulling her and freeing the head of the penis. My wife is jerking her lips with someone else's dick and watching with passion in her eyes, without looking up, at the facial expression of the face of a new man for her. And he, smiling, looks at her and strokes his head.

Here he is, pushing the back of my wife's head, moving a little forward, and I see how a mound forms on my wife's throat. His dick is completely in my favorite's mouth. The head of his dick in her throat, and he is in no hurry to put it out. Here my wife begins to choke, with each gust of vomiting expanding throat ligaments, and the man pushes his cock even deeper. I see with my own eyes how the mound on my wife's neck sinks lower and lower. Already the tears begin to flow from her eyes, she tries to remove the man from her hands, but he firmly holds her by the back of the head, pressing her face into his hairy pubis. And my wife is choking harder and harder, from the corners of her mouth drooled mixed with vomiting. Her face turned red, she could no longer tolerate. But then the man’s body went into a spasm, he pressed harder on the back of my wife’s head, so that the head of his penis went deep down the throat of my beloved, and began to cry out with a cry. The wife began to choke and cough at the same time. From her nostrils her sperm began to flow, she began to wildly beat the man on the stomach with his fists, and he finally walked away, pulling his penis out of her throat. Sperm, drooling and vomiting flowed from the mouth and nose of my wife directly to the skirt of her beautiful black dress. As soon as a man's member left her mouth, she, exhausted, leaned back on the couch, gasping for air.

Despite the recent orgasm, the guy was clearly not going to stop there. He knelt before my wife, spread her legs, and almost completely disappeared under the hem of her dress. A blissful smile appeared on the exhausted face of my beloved. I realized that now the "lover" thoroughly licks her pussy. Soon he threw the hem of the dress over the chest of my wife, and I was able to see his tongue wandering around the crotch of my woman, and three fingers of his hand plunged into her vagina. My penis has long been swollen, no more strength to endure, and I, taking it out of my underpants, began to masturbate.

Meanwhile, on the screen, my wife abruptly arched and squealed. The boy, continuing to lick her, tried to insert the entire brush into her slot. And he almost got it. Four fingers were already inside my beloved, only the last phalanx of the thumb prevented the brush from squeezing inward. But after a few seconds under the cry of my wife, the whole brush disappeared into her crotch.The guy nasadil my wife on his hand, and now she was like a puppet, from the pussy which stuck out the hand of the puppeteer ....