My Wife’s Secret Encounter in the Alleyway

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The alleyway is dark, the only light coming from a distant window, casting long shadows that dance with the night. The cold air bites at my skin, but it’s nothing compared to the chill that runs down my spine as I watch from the shadows. The scene is set, a grim tableau of betrayal and desire. My wife, the woman I trusted, is on her knees, her mouth wrapped around a stranger’s cock. The stranger, a faceless figure in the night, stands tall and proud, his hands resting on her head, guiding her movements. The image is seared into my mind, a constant reminder of my humiliation and her insatiable hunger.

Why Did She Choose This Moment?

The question echoes in my mind, a relentless drumbeat of doubt and pain. Why here, in this alleyway, with a stranger whose face I can’t even see? Is it the thrill of the unknown, the danger of being caught, or simply the allure of a bigger, harder cock? I watch as she takes him deeper, her head bobbing up and down, her hands gripping his thighs for support. The stranger’s pants are undone, his cock thick and hard, glistening with her saliva. The sight is both repulsive and hypnotic, a twisted dance of flesh and desire.

Her Mouth is a Whore’s Paradise!

Her mouth is a whore’s paradise, a wet, warm haven for any cock that dares to enter. She sucks him with fervor, her cheeks hollowed out, her eyes closed in ecstasy. The stranger groans, his hips thrusting forward, fucking her mouth with abandon. I can almost hear the wet sounds of her sucking, the slurping and slapping as he fucks her face. The image is a cruel mockery of our marriage, a stark reminder of her insatiable appetite and my own inadequacy. I am a cuckold, a pathetic figure in the shadows, watching as my wife fulfills her deepest, darkest desires.The night closes in around us, the alleyway a stage for this sordid performance. The stranger’s cock is a weapon, a tool of her pleasure and my pain. She takes him deeper, her throat constricting around his length, her eyes watering with the effort. The stranger’s hands tighten in her hair, his grip harsh and demanding. He fucks her mouth with relentless intensity, using her for his pleasure, and she takes it all, eager and willing. The scene is a brutal reminder of my place, a cuckold in the shadows, watching as my wife finds her true fulfillment in the arms of a stranger.

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