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While listening to her husband's soft breathing, Monica laid awake for a long time and thought of Richard's penis that had looked big and how it might be to fuck him.

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Then Richard, feeling his oats, pushed his control over another man's wife to a new limit.

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Never before, with his other women, had one spoken so freely and apparently, honestly about his peter and how it compares.

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Richard, if you only knew.

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His robe was wife open in front though still being tied by the belt.

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Then told the truth.

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Now her pussy was saturated, two loads of cum from her husband of just a few hours.

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This time, instead of peeking as she went by, Richard was waiting for when she opened the door and came out of the bathroom.







Once again, her face turned red.