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Click here"Holy shit," one of them said. I smiled and slowly walked off toward the end of the booths. I heard the creak of the booth door being opened behind me, then I heard it shut, and the sound of the latch. I listened for a minute and then heard my wife.
"Ohh, please...don't hurt me. Please, don't do...that."
I tried the booth next door, but it was already locked. I could only stand outside and listen as these young men worked on my poor wife. The men in the other booths were getting the show. Still, I found it exciting to listen knowing that others were watching her.
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msunfortunateabout 2 years agoImagine browsing the noncon section, reading a story, and then be disgusted that it's noncon...
Anonymousover 3 years agoAnother weirdo scrawls down his weirdo fantasies and calls himself a writer. Just horribly put together shambles of a story and a load of nonsense.
Anonymousover 8 years agoThis is by far the best tale that I have read on this site, I have read it 3 times and its still exciting. Can we have more of this quality erotic material.
Anonymousabout 11 years agoWhat kind of a husband does that? A cheap, punkass, brainless idiot. I hope she sends you to jail during the divorce and cleans you out. Enjoy being Bubba's bitch in prison.
