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"Wh-what do you mean? What comes a-after it?", he stammered out.
With a smile, his wife reached down and turned off the screen on her phone.
"Bring your cock here and find out."
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AmberSolisabout 1 year agoA great story! And probably the most true to life, too. Guys, she's going to have a lot more fun than you, and for hours, vs your thirty minutes. Let her, and odds are she'll make the rest of your life better, too. Throw a fit because it didn't turn out like you wanted, when the entire episode was your idea? Not cool.
Anonymousabout 1 year ago" 'Shit-shit-shit-shit,' Tommy muttered as he hurriedly checked his phone. No messages on the screen, so he quickly pulled up their text thread and messaged his wife - 'Where r u?' "
Wow. Talk about being naive, overly trusting and gullible. There's no way an establishment as skeezy as this one is going to let you anywhere near a mobile telephone. Phones have cameras these days, and the sleaze who hang around a club like this are more averse to being photographed than the mafia. Expect the owners of this dump to steal your mobile telephone and pitch you headlong out of the club and into the street, perhaps breaking a few teeth in the process. Because you were stupid enough both to sign the bullshit they force on you on arrival and let them anywhere near your ID cards, expect them to claim you consented to this. Furthermore expect that, as you're lying in the gutter unable to call for help because they've stolen your mobile telephone, they are merrily taking turns at your wife... and the whore is probably enjoying it. Not that it should matter to you, your marriage is already over.
