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Adult Letters Magazine - Angleo, New York, NY
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My wife, Ingrid, is a twenty-one year-old Swedish
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blonde. She wears her hair in a thick braid that
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extends all the way down to the crack of her ass. Her
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body is a wet dream; so is her stunning Nordic face.
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Before I married her I was a man, but now I am something
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else. I'd like to explain.
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About a month after our wedding I came home early one
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day from work. At first I though I was alone, but then
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I heard the unmistakable sounds of a woman moaning
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coming from the bedroom. It was Ingrid. I felt sick.
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I approached the bedroom, opened the door, and looked
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inside, where I saw my wife and her girlfriend, a pretty
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German girl named Greta, on our large bed. Each of them
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was being well fucked by a muscular, handsome black
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stud. The two studs looked to be no older than
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seventeen. As I watched the action, I was horrified to
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discover that the sight of those two long, thick, black
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tools pulsing into those two blond cunts was causing my
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own smaller organ to stiffen with excitement. Angry at
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myself, I began to stroke my cock. I'd never been so
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hot before. Shortly thereafter I came into my hand. I
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quietly left the apartment.
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A few hours later, I came home at my usual time. Ingrid
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was perfumed and dressed. She was reading a novel.
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When I came in, she smiled and told me she knew I had
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been watching her that day being fucked by her black
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lover. Shocked, I asked her how she knew. She said
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Greta had not been the only other woman in the apartment
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at the time. A French girl named Yvetta, whom I had not
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noticed when I came into the apartment, had been in the
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kitchen at the time, and had seen me jerking off. I was
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numb. Still laughing, Ingrid opened her bathrobe and
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pulled down her panties. She spread her legs, then
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crooked a finger and gestured me toward her. She patted
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the space between her legs. "Come," she said. "My
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lovers left only a few minutes ago. There is a nice
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fresh load of sperm inside of me, darling. You do
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want to clean me out with your tongue, don't you?"
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Burning with shame and sexual excitement, I crawled
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over and began to lick my wife's sopping blond cunt.
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Since that day I've never once been permitted to come
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inside of my wife. Ingrid has explained to me that I'm
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good for only one thing as far as she is concerned,
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and that's to cleanup work after her black lovers
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leave. She sometimes has me lick out her cunt while
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her girlfriends and her lover all watch me do it. I
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realize how very degraded I've become, but I've become
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addicted.
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