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Phil put his rapidly shrinking cock back into his pants, and slinked out of the house, shaking with rage. How could she betray their marriage like this? He may have thought of having sex with Claire's step mom, but how could she even think of fucking her own father let alone actually do it?

Speaking of Gloria - Jay was obviously going to be busy for a while, guaranteeing him out of the house for a few hours. Maybe he should...

Phil started the car, backing slowly out of the driveway and headed for Jay and Gloria's house, slow at first and gaining speed as he went, his cock getting harder with each moment. He had been lusting after Gloria for years, and now was his moment of triumph.

Breathing heavily, he sat in the driveway for a few moments, gathering his thoughts and calming his nerves before getting out of the car and knocking.

"Pheel," Gloria said, opening the door. "I'm sorry, but Chay isn't here right now, but he should be..."

"He's the reason I'm here, Gloria. There's something you need to know," Phil said, almost pushing his way into the house. "I caught Jay... I caught him..." He swallowed for effect, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his phone. "He's been cheating on you."

"No, Chay wouldn't do dat!" Gloria exclaimed, her large breasts heaving, her voice hitching in the accent that made Phil so fucking hard.

"But he is," he said, showing her the picture showing the naked Jay and Gloria switching positions.

"But dees is Claire - his hija, his daughter!" she said, shocked, her hand reaching out to touch the screen. "They wouldn't do that," she whispered.

"But they are, Gloria," Phil said, his free hand slipping around her to rest on the small of her back as if to comfort her. "There's no way to deny it - I walked in while they were in the middle of it, and was able to take this picture as they were moving so he could look in her face while they fucked."

"No, no," she cried, tears running down her face and dripping onto her ample cleavage.

"Shhh, it will be ok," Phil said, putting the phone away and pulling her to him, both arms wrapping around her, hugging her tight against him, his hands slipping down to cup her ass, pulling her hips against him.

"Pheel, what are you doing?" Gloria asked, trying to pull away a bit.

"Just trying to comfort you," he replied, pulling her close again, his lips locking around hers.

Gloria pulled away again, and...