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Came home to my girlfriend and her friend drunk fucking

I travel a lot for work as I’m a tow truck driver and when I left at 3pm my girlfriend amy 32 5 foot 1 180 pound blonde hair 32DD tits curvy body with a fat white ass and juicy fat pussy was on the couch in just some booty shorts and one of my big baggy tshirts and her best friend jessica 31 about 5 foot 3 maybe 160 pounds got some decent size tits I know they r pierced and she has a nice body got some curves to her wearing baggy black track pants and a tight white tshirt no bra so I could see the piercings. So as I left me 32 6 foot 1 some what muscluler more bulk really and my great feature my 9 inch dick hell as Amy sat there she had my cum still in her because before Jessica came over I was balls deep in her.so as I kissed her bye she said they were gonna have some drinks. Was whatever to me it’s Friday night and Jessica just went Thro a break up so I left. Was about 10:30 I called Amy to tell her I was around the corner from the house if they needed anything but she never picked

My wife caught me.

25m strait Thank goodness she didn’t leave and was accepting. My now wife (fiancé at the time) walked in to me bouncing on a dildo, vibrator on my balls while jerking off to the trans porn on the TV. Little did I know she had sat there and waited and watched. When she finally spoke up and said “my name” my stomach dropped to balls. As I leaped up with a dildo in my ass cock and balls covered in lube and blasting porn on the tv I scrambled and froze. “Go ahead finish yourself off and come talk to me” I couldn’t gather the words I was kinda waiting for her to leave so I could pull the dildo out of my ass and turn off the vibrator. She finally walked away going into our room. I cleaned up (I did not finish) I jumped strait into the shower almost as a “clean restart”. Finally getting out and going to the room. She had a bowl packed for me and she just wanted to listen. She just said “tell me what’s going on”. I tried to make excuse after excuse until none of them stuck and I end