My Ex-Sister-in-Law and the Outburst - Part 1

This story is long and real, I'll tell it in 3 parts, but it's worth it because it's a real story!!!!!!!! Pamela was married to my wife's brother, a beautiful woman, thin and tall, long hair, but lived on a diet, I never understood the pq, since for me there was nothing to lose, but she only ate leaf. Their marriage was a whirlwind, they lived in war, and at the end of a year, hours after they set up a shack, I sat on the balcony to smoke and she sat nearby, we talked a little and she said she was full, cried, then my brother-in-law appeared, called her to go for a walk on the beach, after an hour or so apart I decided to take the car to buy a cigarette, when the garage heard a noise, I looked from the side and she was sitting naked in it, on the hood of their car, he was crying in it and she liked it, I went back inside and ate my wife's soup and they wiped off the silver, they sat down in the morning as if it had happened, and she sat nearby, we talked a little and she said she was full, she cried, then my brother-in-in-law appeared, called her to go for a walk on the beach, after about an hour or so I decided to take the car to buy a cigarette, when I heard a noise, I looked from the side and she was sitting naked on the hood of their car, he was in the hood of their car, he was in it, he was crying and she liked it, and he was crying and he was full of it, so I went in it, and I went back inside and I ate it, so I ate it, and I ate it, and I ate my wife was sick, and it was sick, and it was all right. From there were accusations, my well turned my property, and as "conceived", the families named me an intermediary in the negotiations, and even to the contrary I accepted it, and in the first conversation with them together, I tried to demonstrate impartiality, and it didn't work, they almost killed me in my office, but what caught my attention was that he used terms like <unk>puta<unk>, bitch<unk> and <unk>cadela<unk> and she of <unk>frouxo<unk> and <unk>viviado<unk>, then they asked me to make these meetings separately, and in the first conversation with her in my office, it was on a Saturday morning, I didn't want to make a very formal thing out of it, so I sat with her on the sofa for a year and we stayed in the middle of it, putting things together with her and calmly sucking on it, and even in the last two weeks I accepted it, and in the first conversation with them together, I tried to demonstrate impartiality, and it didn't work, they almost killed me in my office, but what caught my attention was that he used terms like <unk>puta<unk>, bitch<unk> and <unk>cadela<unk> and she of <unk>frouxo<unk> and <unk>frouxo<unk> and <unk>frouxo<unk>, and then they were talking to me all the time, and he had been talking to me, but I hadn'd him in the house, he had a nice long time, but he had a nice smile, he had a nice cock, he had a nice cock, he was fucking cock, he had a cock, he was going to fuckin'd, he was going to fuckin'd, he'd, he'd, he'd, he'd, he'd, he'd, he'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd, he'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd, had'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd, he'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd, had'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd'd' I took a breath, walked around the room, and I confess that part of her story, left me hard dick, but I could not spoil that moment of trust, I sat down with her and said: Pamela I'm sorry, for what I told you pleasure you don't have time, she agreed with her head, and I continued: now, you will go back to live your life, you will do your things, take care of yourself, because you are a beautiful woman, intelligent and no longer need to live this way, I will take care that he meets your needs and your child, and especially that he does not threaten you anymore, you can leave. She looked at me smiling, stood up and hugged me, cried saying she was ashamed but relieved because she had never told anyone, and stayed like that for a few minutes, until she recovered and left, I stood there stiffly imagining my little sister-in-law in a suruba, but I had to hear his version, so I'll tell you later!