CuckoldFart Posted 2 hours ago Posted 2 hours ago Even though the lights in our hotel suite are on, I can barely see my wife, Christie. I know she is naked; I see flashes of her silver hair, glimpses of a sheen of sweat on her skin, but she is hidden beneath a big, muscular black guy, slowly moving himself in and out of her, also naked and glowing with the sweat of his effort. She is grinding right back into him, making cute little whimpers. And where am I, her husband of 25 years? In a chair next to the bed, stroking myself for at least the third…View the full topic at CuckoldPlace.com
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