The clock was already past midnight. Anya slept a baby's sleep. Her face was so serene, so beautiful. Now I saw in her an innocent child, admiring her naked body. But that night I was not up to sleep. In recent months, our life with Anya has changed a lot. We finally got together and lived a rich sex life. Fears and complexes that hindered me at the very beginning of sexual life, are gone, and now we indulged in passion and pleasure. And the day did not pass without an hour call. It would seem that could be wrong? Isn't that what I dreamed about? But that night already, I, waiting for Anya to fall asleep, secretly took with me a phone with headphones and sneaked into another room.

Barely crossing the threshold of another room, I launch a cherished video. On a small display already painfully familiar picture. My favorite girl is cancer and my friend Anton fucks her from behind. Eyes full of lust, sweaty bodies ... I can not forget this picture ... When Anya and I make love, I have a moment when he finished in her, and she didn’t even think to stop it. I finished it without noticing. Heck. Maybe I'm crazy now? Who knows, suddenly this is some kind of psychological trauma? Not! I know that this makes her happy, and that she loves only me. Does that make me crazy? In the end, now we live together with Anya, but Anton left for a long time and there was no news from him. At first, she was very upset about this fact, but then seemed to move on. Returning to the bedroom to his beloved. Outside an innocent child, but in the soul a slutty slut. I clearly realized that I love her in both guises.

One day, Anya took homework. I did not really understand this. He knew only that it was something very boring and monotonous. Under normal circumstances, I would not have looked into her laptop. As usual, when I came home after a hard day, I saw my beloved at work.

“Hello, Kohl,” said Anya, blushing when I entered, as if distracting from something.

- Hello, dear. I see you again obstruction at work

- Listen, I'm busy right now. Let's talk later - she seemed to want to get rid of me soon.

“Okay, I won't distract,” I replied, shrugging my shoulders.

Himself while thinking. What does Anya do there? I have never been paranoid, but when you live with your loved one you start to notice any little thing, any change in behavior. Now I have noticed that she is very agitated by something.

The next day I waited for Anya to go to work, turned on her laptop. At the same time, my heart was pounding wildly, and confusion reigned in my head. I guessed that first of all I had to watch social networks, and my intuition did not deceive me.

At the very top of the dialogue list I see Anton. I start reading their correspondence ...

- Hello

- Hi, Antosh! how are you?

- Why, I decided to write to you. I miss you

- And I missed you

“I’m going back to Peter soon.” I would like to celebrate this new year in my hometown. In addition, your horned out called me to celebrate the new year with you ...

- Antosh, I want you to understand, I love Kohl. I would like to connect my life with him

- Does he fuck better than me?

- No, Antosh

- Go on ...

- God. What am I carrying ...

- I know that now you probably already flowed. Your beautiful thin fingers are now trembling with excitement and probably hardly fall on the keys. You remember our last meeting yourself? Do you remember how she came to my house, how she attacked me with kisses. That evening you wanted to repeat everything that we did at my summer cottage. I remember asking for a promise when I’ve finished that I’m sure to fuck you again, asked to be called "your whore." And I promised that you will more than once experience this sweet feeling with me.

- Yes Dear.You're right. In recent months, I only did what I remembered you. Your sweet dick. God, I want him. How I want to see him!

Next was the exchange of photos. First, Anton threw off a photo of himself in the shower. Then came the message: “Your turn, you slut; * ". After that there was a whole series of intimate photos from Anechka. At first, she was leaning over in a nightie and lace panties so that Anton could appreciate my semi-naked ass my beloved. She looked into the camera with real animal lust, biting her lower lip. Her eyes hungry females literally shouted: Come and fuck me! In the next photo, Annie was already without a night dress in her panties. Her eyes were covered, and her left hand covered her chest. Another one had her pussy. It was obvious that she was so wet that the discharge was already flowing down her slender legs. Under the photos caption: I miss.

At that moment I finished. I caught myself thinking that I was looking forward to the arrival of Anton, that I was eager to see again how he entered the pussy of my beloved Anechka. Further events took an unexpected turn. But about everything in order ... To begin with, I have always tried to keep my phone away from Ani. The cherished video I stored only on it. On the computer, I did not dare to throw it, because Anechka used to sit in the internet and from my laptop. And then one day, I came home all over in thoughts about how I could arrange everything so that I could watch them. Having gone to the shower, I left the phone on the table. Apparently female curiosity got the better of Anya while I was bathing.

Turning off the water, I heard moans and hurried to go to look. Next mute scene. Anya, running her hand in panties, furiously rubs her pussy. In my hand, squeezes my phone, which plays a video where Anton fucks her in the ass. My favorite finished with a loud cry and only then noticed me. As a result, both in a stupor and do not know what to say. Perhaps it was the most absurd situation that you can imagine. On the one hand, what can Anya say, caught by masturbation in a video where she cheats on me. On the other hand, what to tell me, who shot this video and kept it all these months. She looks at me with a guilty look, that was the look of a little girl pulling off the extra candy. I understand that there is only one way out of this situation. Dropping a towel and picking up my darling slut in my arms, I carry her to the bedroom. I tear off the remnants of clothes from her, spread her legs to the sides and without any preludes drive my dick into the wet bosom.

- Well, whore, like it ?, - I ask with a roar.

- Forgiving, changing, - crying out, begging Anya.

“I’ve watched this ill-fated video all these months.” I scrolled these shots in my head. I knew you were a slut, but I still didn’t stop loving you - it was as if I was hypnotized to tell everything that I had hidden for so long.

- Pnpradaa ?, - Anya looked at me with large rounded eyes. I stopped - are you not angry? I was fucked by another, and you just like that ...

- I love you and can not imagine life without you ... I just see how you like sex. Saw what a thrill you got then. I like to see you in the role of a whore, and if you want this, I will be just glad - I watched her reaction.

- Honey ... I do not even know what to say, - Ani ran through a tear, - Fuck me!

Her legs wrapped around my hips and began to shrink, urging me to continue. I started at first slowly and gently, and then faster and faster to fuck his beloved. Her gentle hands clasped my neck and pulled me to him. Our lips merged in a passionate kiss. Inside, Ani's all squished, she was so raw. Groans were heard more and more often. In the end, I felt that I would soon finish and wanted to get out of her, but she did not let her squeeze her hips stronger.

- Konchiii in ... oh-oh-oh ... me ... favorite! - Anya was better than ever.

- Get my favorite slut!

- Yeah-hh!

With great pleasure I discharged into her soft womb. We lay for a long time embracing. Sperm has long begun to flow out of Ani, but we were not ...