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Click hereEven the thought of talking was too much. You slipped under the water and washed yourself clean as Billy stepped out of the tub. Your eyes were closed and you could barely catch your breath.
"This is a night I'll remember for the rest of my life!" Billy said as he dried himself off.
"I don't think I'll forget it anytime soon either" you groaned. "I also don't think I'll be able to walk up to the bedroom."
Billy put his clothes on, picked up his hat off the bench and said "It sounds funny to say after what just happened, but it was really nice to meet both of you and this just became the greatest night of my life. Thanks for everything. I'll let myself out."
With that, he walked through the house and left. You sat, exhausted in the same place for several minutes. I stepped into the tub, sat down next to you and you put your head on my shoulder.
"Next year let's go someplace quiet for vacation" you said with a sigh.
Stories like these are just vehicles to write about stupid sex practices. They may be based on reality or a writer's imagination but there is little merit in them. Just a bunch of people with abnormal physical attributes and hormones fueling them to live debauchery filled lives. It isn't remotely entertaining unless you stagnated at an early post-pubescent stage of life.
The wife doesn't need the husband anymore she knows she can fuck anyone and everyone she wants and cuckboy doesn't ring her bell anymore.