I slid her jeans down as she willingly lifted her hips so I could pull them off. John noticed the movement, looked down and saw Chloe’s panties bein... rubbed. At this point I had the worst dry mouth ever. It was my turn to go get the beers as my friend and wife were lost in pleasure. When I returned John had his face buried in Chloe’s sweet wet pussy, I guess he couldn’t resist while I was gone and of course she wouldn’t say “No”. As I cracked my beer open I watched my gorgeous hot wife being. He had to pay for that. Not for fucking my wife, but for smiling at me while he was doing it, for pretending to be my buddy while doing it.One night as he came out the back door of his bar he walked into my fist - about four times - and when his head cleared he found himself inside the camper on the back of my pick up truck watching me clean my finger nails with a very large hunting knife."Talk to me Richard. Convince me I shouldn't do bad things to you for fucking my wife." I don't know what. More

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