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Her pleasure

Her legs spread, she closes her eyes as he enters her. She clutches him hard, feeling her breasts mashed against his chiseled body. Their breathing is heavy
Only her mind knows what pleasures she is feeling. I know what I am feeling as I watch him take my wife: Despair. Jealousy. Envy. Inferior.

I guess that’s why my wife forces me to watch them…

Her pleasure

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