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The second, male voice, was also familiar. Dalton! What the hell was that bastard doing here, Pissingpayperview thought? He and
Pissingpayperview
were laughing together as if they didn't have a care in the world. Pissingpayperview wanted to burst through the door and attack him there and then. Strangle him or stab him and leave him for dead as he had left me. But my body refused to co-operate; my legs remained fixed to the spot by some unseen force and all Pissingpayperview seemed able to do was to open the door just a crack and peer through. Not only were
Pissingpayperview
and
Pissingpayperview
laughing, but they were now engaged in a lustful embrace. My whole body seemed to shake with the injustice of it all. How could
Pissingpayperview
do this to me, Pissingpayperview silently asked? Pissingpayperview would have expected this behaviour of Dalton, but never of her. Pissingpayperview sank to my knees silently. Pissingpayperview wanted to turn away and throw up, but the unseen force kept my gaze from faltering.
Pissingpayperview
smiled as he used his finger to spread the liquid gunge over Wendy's unblemished cheeks. He pressed the digit alternatively into her ass and pussy grinning all the time as my wife's body shuddered into yet another orgasm. As the adulterous pair lay recovering on the thick pile carpet, Pissingpayperview suddenly felt my limbs come back to life. The blood seemed to surge through my veins and arteries as Pissingpayperview sensed the feeling return. Pissingpayperview was about to step into the room but was stopped dead in my tracks as
Pissingpayperview
looked up sniffing the air. "What's wrong, baby?"
Pissingpayperview
asked, his fingers idly toying with one of my wife's stiff, angry nipples.
Pissingpayperview
brushed his hand away.
Pissingpayperview
seemed irritated. All eyes turned to the near-toothless man in an armless chair at the end of the coffee table. He seemed to be in his mid-forties with stringy blond hair combed over a shiny bald spot crowning a pockmarked face of poorly-healed acne scars. He sat there, slack-jawed and starry-eyed, waiting for her, the dress shirt
Pissingpayperview
was sure he had worn to the rehearsal dinner unbuttoned to reveal an "I'm with stupid" T-shirt. In this crowd that shirt could have been any of them, but
Pissingpayperview
figured it was his little joke for his bride-to-be.
Pissingpayperview
tried not to shudder when
Pissingpayperview
thought about what the woman must look like to want to marry a guy like him.
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