I wake up the next morning and start wondering if she really had bought new lube? And if so, when? How did she get it so fast? Then, I started thinking about the possibility that the new “lube” was actually someone else’s cum.
I looked over at my sleeping wife and saw her tits slowly rising as she breathed. I rolled over on my stomach and began to slowly hump my hand. I was now imaging my wife’s face getting fucked by my brother as I kissed her cheeks. I was about to cum when I felt a slap on my ass.
“You naughty boy!” She exclaimed. “Come fuck me”
I went to get on top of her and she grabbed my cock to slide it inside her. “I bet John’s dick is bigger” she says, as she grabs it I began violently ejaculating all over her Pussy. “I bet he could make it inside me too…” she continued.
“Fuck. I’m sorry babe.” I said sheepishly. She grabbed my head and told me to clean her off. I began licking up all my cum and began to realize it tasted an awful lot like the lube from yesterday. Once she was cleaned up, I asked the question.
“Was it really lube last night? Can I see it?”
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