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The second, male voice, was also familiar. Dalton! What the hell was that bastard doing here, Blackcollegeteens thought? He and
Blackcollegeteens
were laughing together as if they didn't have a care in the world. Blackcollegeteens 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 Blackcollegeteens seemed able to do was to open the door just a crack and peer through. Not only were
Blackcollegeteens
and
Blackcollegeteens
laughing, but they were now engaged in a lustful embrace. My whole body seemed to shake with the injustice of it all. How could
Blackcollegeteens
do this to me, Blackcollegeteens silently asked? Blackcollegeteens would have expected this behaviour of Dalton, but never of her. Blackcollegeteens sank to my knees silently. Blackcollegeteens wanted to turn away and throw up, but the unseen force kept my gaze from faltering.
Blackcollegeteens
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, Blackcollegeteens suddenly felt my limbs come back to life. The blood seemed to surge through my veins and arteries as Blackcollegeteens sensed the feeling return. Blackcollegeteens was about to step into the room but was stopped dead in my tracks as
Blackcollegeteens
looked up sniffing the air. "What's wrong, baby?"
Blackcollegeteens
asked, his fingers idly toying with one of my wife's stiff, angry nipples.
Blackcollegeteens
brushed his hand away.
Blackcollegeteens
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
Blackcollegeteens
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
Blackcollegeteens
figured it was his little joke for his bride-to-be.
Blackcollegeteens
tried not to shudder when
Blackcollegeteens
thought about what the woman must look like to want to marry a guy like him.
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