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But instead, I heard again the familiar sounds of a creaking bedframe, as the rythmic drive began once more. Determined, this time, I sat back down and took up my book. I pulled on a new brew, and read. I had to prove to myself that I could finish the chapter. At long last I finished it, and sat reflecting on whether or not I remembered anything of what I had read. As I pondered, I noticed the sounds from the other room growing less and less. Maybe now I can lick her hardcore sex creampie? I glanced at the clock, and saw for the first time that it was after midnight! The realization settled in that this man had been fucking my wife for the better part of 5 hours! This was too much! I went down the hall and knocked on the door of OUR bedroom. She came to the door, pulling on the robe as the door opened. The lights were out - and I saw a red circle in the back of the room. He was taking a smoking break after one more hardcore sex creampie! She shut the door, and led me down the hall to the guest bedroom. I wasn't too happy about this hardcore sex creampie.
