My wife came home from shopping too quickly, she had forgotten her bank card.Thinking I had an hour ahead of me, I was naked on the bed, the tail in my left hand (my wanking hand) and the phone in my right hand connected to a bi-network by phone.I was online with a guy who also took advantage of his wife's absence to fiddle with me in rhythm, a daily practice for me as soon as she goes out.Except that there, I did not have time to finish..... "You disgusting creature, you are taking advantage of my departure to jerk off with a puff, who is it?"She snatched the phone from my hands and yelled "who are you bitch?" The guy on the end had hung up and she didn't know.However, she put the number in red and heard the voice server asking for her nickname for a gay or bi dialogue ..... "and more with guys, well done, you sissy, you shame me, I who thought that you no longer fucked me because you no longer had a hard-on, you veiled fagot".Indeed since the confinements our reports had been spaced out and I favored bi contacts on the phone while waiting for the resumption of possible outdoor appointments, saunas, sex shop and other cruising places referenced here.I only cheated on her with men, and I admit that it was my kiff, having rediscovered my adolescent practices where handjobs and sucks with friends compensated for the shyness of girls.The evening was difficult, not a word exchanged, ...

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