An affectionate letter partially from my heart, but mostly a little farther South.
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Ms. Grits you are such a naughty, naughty girl. You make your poor husband sit and watch while you entertain not one but two young studs. It is one thing when they are on top. Even though you willingly spread your legs for both men, he can keep the slightest hint of rationalization that it is not you but they that are in control. You are on your back powerless to fight off their animal urges. You must submit as they pound you unmercifully. Bent over or against the wall you are still no match for their lustful drives. Even the brief time on top was not enough to protest before your sphincter was penetrated. Even early on while you accommodated their members in your mouth, you were on your knees and must submit. But when you deliberately mount your stunt cocks vertical rod, there can be no possible question that it is you and not them that orchestrated it all. While you spur your stallion into a gallop you had to notice your husband’s painful erection twitching on every one of your down strokes. Helpless, unable to even stroke himself, as his testicles fill beyond capacity. Then as you orgasm again and again screaming how great lovers these two are, you take the others cock willingly into your mouth. Making sure your husband is watching, the ring he gave you glinting as you run it along another’s shaft, you swallow every inch of his manhood. The one you are riding gives you plenty of warning, but instead of having him paint your body, you keep him in you, filling you. At first it appears that you have some consideration for your husband’s feelings, not making him have to see another man’s mark on your beautiful sweat glistened body, but then you dismount and walk over to him. It wasn’t consideration. You swing astride him coating his penis in another’s seed while the remnants of the third leak out your anus coating his balls. As you start pounding him like the stud before you kiss him with lips that just enveloped another’s dick. Your motives become immediately clear. You wanted the select friend’s semen in you. The fluid providing pressure and you know that your husband will more than double what is already inside and when he does the orgasm will be more intense than any previous. Now you are no longer cuckolding your husband, but your friends as well. They are sated, but are forced to watch as you mount another. But as you taught your husband, they may get hard, but they cannot play without your consent. You are a Wonderfully Nasty Woman!