She is going. Paints lips, puts mascara on eyelashes, applies makeup. She is in front of a mirror in a thin robe, which barely makes her dressed. She does everything neatly and carefully, leaving no details to be completed. Her face should express an unequivocal clear animal passion.

I watch her from the side, I sit in the chair. She is beautiful. My dick is excited ... but I am silent and just keep watching.

Here, she has already finished with makeup. In the mirror you can see a defiantly beautiful sexy fucking face and ... this bright red ... oh ... fucking lipstick on her lips ...

She took off her robe and remained completely naked. She stroked her hips, her ass, stroked her breasts, stopped on her nipples, squeezed each of them with two fingers and pulled them off ... She screamed ... She looked at me with a grin.

- Well, how? I look like? She asks me.

- Great! - I answer.

- Great? Are you sure?

- Oh yeah! Sumptuously!

- Hmm. Are you excited?

- Of course, I was excited.

- Show me! Show it to me.

I obediently execute the request and present my excited member to her.

- Oh, what a big excited member. He wants to vomit sperm. She says, seeing my excited organ.

- However, today he will have to do without me and without my holes. Today my holes will be taken up by three hefty fleshy dicks, and your cock among them should not be. Today I will be a whore, today I will be fucked roughly, brutally and for a long time. And tomorrow I will return completely devoid of strength, and in my mouth I will have a little sperm, especially for you. I will give it to you with a kiss, when I return to you back fucked, like the last bitch, with these cables. You will wait for such a kiss, my dear? I know what you love when I smell other men. The husband of the whore himself is a whore, isn't he? You're a whore too, honey. Yes?

- Yes, yes, ... Yes - I agreed and felt how the sperm starts to go out of me.

- Ha ha ha! Ending ?! Well done. Come on, go on, jerk off while my fucks fuck me. And then I will tell you and maybe even show (if they shoot a video) how they fucked me, and you tell me how many times you masturbated, how many times you left without me and whether you thought about me and what you thought about me. Well, we also calculate how much money my dear fucks will pay me.

- Ka ... what a whore!

- Ha ha ha! Tell me what you don't like it ?!

- Like, really like.

- Ha ha ha! Well, that's good. Blowjob will not do you now. There is little time left, but I am not yet dressed, but I feel sorry for lipstick. So jerk off to yourself while I get dressed. I love to watch you suffer and jerk off so much ... It gives me strength and confidence before the next one.

She began to dress. Panties, small black panties, thongs. Stockings, black in a thin mesh stockings. A bra, also black, breasts seem to fall out of it and become provocatively appetizing. Dress, red dress with a large slit on the side, with an open back. More beads, still long ringing earrings. Long white hair loose. In her hair a red rose. At the feet of high-heeled shoes. So ... She's ready ...

She was not always like that. And before, everything was different, quiet, calm, usually. Although what is usually?

I was first bored with traditional family life. Each time the same postures, the same words, the same feelings.

At first she did not want to hear about any sexual experiments. No group sex, no sexual connections on the side. She believed that everything should be exclusively traditional: work, kitchen, children.

And then, once we were with her in some big noisy company, perhaps it was a kind of corporate in my work. She then drank a little more than usual. Danced a lot. Was the focus of men.Many danced with her slow dances. But, in spite of all this, we went home happy and drunk together. After returning home, we had sex, passionate, hard, even cruel sex. I pounced on her with some bestial force. In my mind there were pictures of the past corporate party, how she danced with other men, how she flirted with them, how she allowed them to touch and stroke herself in the most immodest way. And, thinking about all these pictures, I unexpectedly for myself, loudly said this word: “Whore!”. And immediately stopped after what was said, stopped. But, she unexpectedly responded: “Yes, I am a whore, whore, whore! Fuck me, fuck! ” I was surprised and excited at the same time.

- Do you like? Like when I call you a “whore”?

- Yes, I like it. Today I like and want to be a whore.

“Ah, you are a whore,” I continued to move my member in her, but now I began to do it slowly so that the conversation started could be continued.

- Why is it that today my pious wife wants to be a “whore”? After all, before this treatment caused you irritation? Something happened? What is the reason?

- Oh, do not ask, just fuck me, your slut. Today I deserve the toughest and most ruthless sex. Do with me today what you want. Fuck, fuck, hit. I deserve today the toughest humiliation, the most cruel sex.

Having heard this, I could no longer hold back. He put her cancer, put her hands behind her back and grabbed them tightly. She buried her face straight into the floor. And I started to fuck her, periodically slamming her ass with all my strength, on the boobs, on the breasts, on the lips (on those already fucking lips). She moaned, no, she screamed and squealed, and all that she said then: "Come on, come on, fuck me, fuck me, your whore." In the end, I completely broke up and put a member to her where she had never let me before - in the anus, in the ass, in the ass. To my surprise, I entered her anus without strains, entered easily and began to move there, and she did not resist it. She paused, then made the sound "Wow!" And ...

- Yes, come on, like this, like this. Good! Ebi me in the ass. It is so good when fuck in the ass. I understood that today when he fucked me there ...

I stopped and ... finished it.

“What does this mean?” I thought. "What? Someone all the same ... her? But when? Where? Is it today? And so she is ... that? ”

Seeing my questioning look, and realizing that I had let it slip. She said: "Forgive me" and began to suck my dick, licking cum from him and swallowing it ...

- It happened today - she began - Today at this holiday. You, as I understand it, did not notice anything, but it still happened. Apparently you are too carried away by talking while smoking on the street. During the time when you were not in the hall, he managed to carry me along to some sort of utility room. It was very narrow, but it turned out to be a sofa. I don't know what came over me. Probably too much alcohol and frivolous dancing did the trick. I flew off the coils and I began to like how other strong men's hands paw me. I was excited about it. At first, I naively hoped to get rid of kisses. But he insisted on something more substantial and showed me his excited member himself. I thought that if I made him a blowjob, then there would not be anything so terrible in it that this was a compromise resolution of the situation that had arisen. He agreed, and I, kneeling before him, began to suck his dick. It was quite a big and beautiful member. I sucked him with pleasure, and he liked it. But, the more I sucked, the more insurmountable desire arose in me to let this member into myself and be fucked by that member.

I told him so: “I want your member to fuck me, but I'm afraid ... to fly into this ... situation.” To this he replied that he knows one reliable and good way, but it may hurt me a little. I was already in such a state that I was ready for anything, I needed it in any way ...