- How? Did you touch her chest? Can not be!

- She has boobs just class! And when I squeezed her nipple, she trembled as much!

I felt bad from his words. I did not believe him! Head just spinning around. No, he is lying! He wants me to stop everything! My throat was dry ...

- Stop?

I did not believe ... It was not at all like my wife, Irka did not allow me to touch her breasts before the wedding. And here, one can say, to the first comer ... No, it cannot be ... Irka is not at all like that, he is lying all ...

- I do not believe ... She could not ...

- So we continue! Look, don't regret later ... Just say it - yours took it!

- Not!

We drank again. Ilya went to dance with his wife. But his words did not go out of my mind ... I saw that he was stroking his wife's ass. But when did he get to her chest? Only when I was on the balcony. No, it can not be ... To let her touch her chest ... I could not believe it! Lies exactly, trying to take me to the bluff. Meanwhile, Ilya stroked Irka's ass with one hand, while the other tried to get into her shorts. But the belt was tight and he did not succeed. Irina danced, hugging Elijah’s neck and resting her head on his shoulder ... As if she didn’t feel anything! Yes, she drank decently ... But it is impossible not to feel that they are trying to get into your panties! Unable to cope with the shorts, his hand crept up and penetrated under the topic, the topic began to rise up and a bra appeared. He slipped his fingers under the clasp ... Well, now Irka will ask him! But nothing happened ... Except that Illya opened the bra clasp ...

I just could not believe my eyes! His hand went up, the topic lifted higher, the bra lifted behind him. I was already visible part of his wife's chest. Heck! If it goes on like this, he will completely undress her! I already thrown into the heat! I imagined naked Irina dancing with Ilya. From this picture I got a member! Heck! I did not expect such a turn of events! I grabbed the camera and started shooting!

And as I did not want to, but I had to admit to myself that my friend was right! My faith in my wife gave a huge crack, to put it mildly ... She let him do everything he wanted! And how is she different from Ani? Perhaps, she gave me horns long ago! I just do not know ...

I understood that it was time to stop this balagan! It is not too late ... And can Ilya allow me to undress my faithful spouse? Well, at least ... up to the cowards? Yes Yes! Only up to the cowards ... And then stop everything!

Thoughts are confused in the head. I was at a crossroads. What is happening has already crossed the line, and it was time to stop ... But I suddenly wanted to see what would happen next ...

The topic with the bra has already been raised above the chest. I again took the camera and began to shoot, with trembling hands, what was happening in the room. Ilya, meanwhile, began to kiss Irina on the neck ... Irina raised her head from his shoulder, their lips met ... They were kissing, kissing as hickey! Heck! My wife was kissing passionately with my friend and before my eyes! They did not dance any more, just stomped and kissed!

My heart beat fast, I was covered in sweat. Heck! I could never even imagine what was happening before my eyes. My wife, naked to the waist (the top and bra lifted to the level of the armpits, could not be taken into account), was sucking with my school friend whom she saw for the first time today!

And then Mishka appeared in the frame ... I completely forgot about his existence. He approached the dancers and leaned on Ira from behind. It turned out something like a sandwich, the wife was sandwiched between them. His hands lay on my wife's chest ... I already had tetanus in my pants, my hands were trembling ...

At that moment, there was the last opportunity (most likely, it was already long late) to stop what was happening, but honestly, I didn’t want to do it anymore ...It seemed to me that I was in control of the situation, but in fact it was out of control for a long time.

Their lips parted, she turned her head and looked at Mishka, then at me and wanted to rest her head on Ilya’s shoulder again. But Ilya immediately took the opportunity and began to pull off her topic with a bra. She raised her arms, giving her the opportunity to rid her of useless clothing.

And then the events took place with catastrophic speed, perhaps it seemed to me ...

Ilya and Irina started kissing again. Mishka’s hand goes down his wife’s belly to his shorts, unzips a button, a zipper and starts to pull them down along with her panties. The sight of this spectacle makes my penis fossil in jeans. He lowers them lower and lower, and here they fall down to the floor. Irka, lifts one leg, freeing her from her clothes, and the second one throws her shorts and shorts aside.

Bear with one hand squeezes his wife's chest, and again lowers his belly down. Here is his hand in the crotch of his wife !!! She puts her legs slightly apart, his fingers are already full in her pussy! She stops kissing Ilya, and a little pulling away from Ilya, throws her head back. Her eyes are closed, her mouth is wide open ... Illya bends down and touches the lips of her chest.

Her deep breath is clearly audible in the room, a quiet, incomprehensible sound escapes from her chest ...

Ilya, with a sharp movement, picks up Irina in her arms and carries him into the bedroom ... Mishka is following him. I sit like a fool and continue to rent an empty room. Full stupor! It took me some time to come around a bit.

I slowly walked after them, not realizing anything, with the camera turned on ... When I enter the bedroom, Irina was already lying on the bed with her legs spread, and Ilyukha was already ... my wife. E ... t, sharply, with the power of completely driving his penis to the full length ..

Then I finally went to the head! Instead of stopping, I go to the side of the bed, so that I can see better and continue to shoot what is happening on the camera ...

Irka's eyes are closed, her mouth is ajar, and a quiet moan is heard from it. I look at what is happening and still can not believe the reality of what is happening. Ilya is my Irku! I even in a dream could not imagine such a thing! I can this is a dream? I even pinched myself ... No, it was a reality, a terrible reality ... A few minutes later, with a growl, Ilyukha began to cum into my wife! From the excitement that gripped me, my hands began to shake; I could not hold the camera anymore. I put it on the chest of drawers, so that everything that happens is in the lens, but without looking up, I look at what is happening and still can’t believe my eyes ...

Ilya gets up and immediately Bear takes his place! And I stand and watch how Mishka is fighting my wife! I hear her moans, gradually turning into a scream!

Gosh, is this really my wife! I never even thought that it was possible ... To my sad regret, Ilya was right! Yes, my wife was the most ordinary whore ... My wife is an ordinary slut! Before my eyes, she gave herself to two males. Although I must admit, with my tacit consent! But what does that change? And judging by her moans and screeching, she enjoyed it immensely! And the worst thing in this situation that made me terribly excited!

Meanwhile, Mishka fucks my wife hard, driving his dick into her with all his might. Irka wrapped her legs around his body and screeched as if she was being cut. He also finished in her ... In this position, they lie for a while, until Ira opened her legs.

I look at my wife and can't tear myself away. She lies relaxed on the bed, with widely spread legs, arms spread wide ... the labia were bright red, between them there was a gaping hole ... From which sperm flowed in a thin stream, a small puddle had already formed under my wife. But most of all I was struck by her face ... She smiled! From this smile, I felt quite uncomfortable ...

Ilya patted me on the shoulder and said:

- Come, have a drink!

I was shocked. From the former excitement and euphoria is not a trace.My condition was just awful ... My wife is a whore! How sad it was for me to realize this now! Wife, whom I loved madly, whore!

- Do not be offended, it happened ... You yourself wanted it ... - Elijah’s voice sounded quiet, as if from a distance.

There was still a career in front of my eyes ... And then I made a conclusion that finally finished me off ... But my wife liked it! Loved it! What was my guess based on? It was enough to see her face! And her moans and screaming ... Yes, she herself wanted them to fuck her ... if not! And I allowed to do it!

I went to the balcony, lit it. The cigarette trembled treacherously in my hands. I probably smoked five cigarettes ... What should I do now? Get a divorce Yes, that was the first thing that came to mind. But I loved her madly, I loved my son madly. How will I live without them? I just could not imagine this ... But living with the thoughts that my wife was teaching you horns ... Honestly, I didn’t know what to do ... To some extent, I myself was to blame ...

And then so wanted to fight! Getting rid of memory loss to forget everything ... but vodka, as if it were a sin, is over ... And then I remembered that there is a bottle in the fridge ...

I went to the kitchen, found vodka, returned to the hall, poured myself and drank. Ilya was sitting at the table alone, there were no bears, and I really didn’t pay much attention to that ... I poured and drank again.

- Listen, Toh ... Never mind ... You have a smart wife. But she, like most women ..

Yes, and drank too much ... It happens to anyone ...

- What did you do with Anya then?

- This is she gone ...

He poured vodka and drank it.

And then I realized where the Bear had gone - muffled moans were heard from the bedroom ... And at that moment, I was seized with a state of apathy and complete indifference to what was happening in the next room. I poured myself again and drank to the groans of my wife, coming from the bedroom. Yes, what a difference now! Stick less stick more!

The happy Bear returned, Ilya left to take his place. I calmly reacted to this castling, I was already on the drum ... And soon from the next room I heard again the light moans of my wife and the sniff of a school friend. I poured vodka again and drank. My example was followed by Misha.

- Anton, you have a fucking ... Naya wife! - He said, after drinking, - Its so nice fucked ... be, pussy ... nka narrow ... Kayf! Are you not a wife eb ... sh what? Ha, ha! Contact us! We will help! Let's make in the best possible way! Ha, ha! I have not fought such chicks for a long time. It's great that you gave it to us on the project!

I left his tirade unanswered. And what could I answer? In fact, he is right! I myself allowed them to fuck my wife and not even once ...

Ilya returned from the bedroom, we drank and soon they left ...

I sat in the hall for some time, just sat, looked out the window and thought ... But nothing good came to my head ...

I went into the bedroom, it was already dark in the room, and I turned on the light. My wife was sleeping, smiling at something in her sleep. I stood and looked at Irkina's broken-down pussy ... ku ... On the sperm still flowing from her ... On the drops of dried semen on the pubic and stomach ... This view so excited me ... I turned my wife on to live and put in to my wife ... The member simply fell through, went completely without the slightest resistance ... In the pi ... de there was a swamp, a swamp from sperm ... She was pumped to the string ... nasty squish. But it turned me on even more ... Discharged into it very rapidly, adding to the already existing cocktail from sperm and my portion ...