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Chapter 32 by Time.Master

more with Monica?

Let things play out

Reggie grabbed his ass in pain. "Fuck my ass is on fire, someone help me," Reggie screamed. This drew laughs from the crowd as his hard cock was exposed to the crowd. Realizing this, he made his way over to Monica for the extra cover of the table cloth. Unfortunately for both of them, Reggie tripped and his rock hard cock pierced the cheating housewife's pucked asshole. Both were sent falling to the ground with the full weight of Reggie's body concentrated on the unwanted anal. Monica was screaming from the pain before faceplanting in a pile of horse shit that magically appeared.

"Get it out of my ass," Monica cried, spitting shit out of her mouth. At that moment the result of falling while holding onto the table cloth became evident. Unnoticed to anyone the table was teetering until it finally tipped over.

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Seafood showered the fucking duo, but that is not what caught everyone's attention. The swordfish ice sculpture fell in the direction of Monica and her boy toy. The bill of the swordfish penetrated Reggie's asshole. He released a scream that could be heard around the entire club before passing out. The force shoved his dick even further up Monica's ass and shoved her face back in the horse shit. The cheating bitch tried to escape but was trapped underneath Reggie and the ice sculpture.

"I don't think that's how he wanted the fire in his ass to be put out," someone laughed.

"Monica what is going on," an older man asked.

"Oh babe, you actually came. Please help me," Monica said.

"Were you fucking Reggie," the man asked.

"No I would never cheat on you," Monica cried.

"Well, that's not true," a younger guy yelled.

"I can second that," another guy yelled.

A few more guys yelled out, as the man looked back at his cheating wife. "Got anything to say for yourself."

Monica looked up at her husband, "Holy shit, my ass is on fire," she screamed as her pleading eyes bulged out of her head.

The man shook his head, "How about I help you out with a divorce," He said as he smushed Monica's face one last time in the pile of horse shit.

I laughed at the cheating bitch and her boy toy's humiliation and wondered what to do next.

What's next?

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