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He held me down and ripped my top...

My breasts sprung out like he did when he jumped me. One hand holding my wrists, the other tearing at my skirt. I could feel his breath as my body started to hurt. The cool rush of air as my panties were tore. His mouth against my ear telling me to , 'give it to me whore'

My pussy was dry but only for a time as his cock thrust in and in, in to my spine. I could feel my juice splash with every thrust. His cock was so big and made me feel like I would bust. In o e swift motion I was on the floor, ass in the air, again being called his whore. His hands on my hips he was in total control. Omg I felt like a whore as he filled every hole. And when in the moment of truth, my jizz spraying everywhere... He pulled out his massive cock, shot his load on my ass, as he pulled back my hair.

The he released me from his clutches and to the floor I writhed and I moaned.

Only to look up in my husband's eyes as he smiled and said, "Honey, I'm home..."