As I wrote in previous stories, I sometimes ask my lover Ali to come over to my house in the morning so he can fuck my wife. The latter doesn't know that I occasionally cross-dress and that I regularly meet Ali at the hotel. As he says, I'm his little slut, his whore, his kahba. I should point out that we are a libertine couple and sometimes frequent the clubs and saunas of Paris where I like to show off my wife and share her with other men. But two days ago, when I came home from work, I was barely in our apartment when I heard voices and moans coming from the marital bedroom. I moved forward quietly and peered through the door, which had been left ajar. How surprised I was to discover my wife sucking Ali lying on the bed. He was naked and she was wearing only a garter belt and black stockings. She sucks Ali greedily and I know, having done it to him many times, that he loves it. I'm all the more surprised because it's been at least two weeks since I've heard from Ali and I thought he was observing Ramadan. However, I remember that last weekend, my wife asked me for my phone number to do an internet search because hers wasn't getting a signal. She must have sent Ali's profile! The situation excites me because I finally tell myself that my wife is doing the same as me, she's having sex in secret with Ali! Here they are changing positions. - You're a real slut! Ali says to my wife. I love it! - You fuck so well! she replies. Since it's been a long time since my husband asked you to come by in the morning, I wrote down your number. I really wanted it! My wife is now doggy style on the bed and Ali is working her with big strokes of his cock. My wife moans like a bitch. I'm hard and I envy my wife, yes I would like to be in her place and be fucked by my lover. As I suspected, my wife asked Ali not to wear a condom like he does whe ...

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