Coefficients of a horn 2

Hello community, As I related in the previous story, my lovely wife that day wouldn't give me the details of the bouquet, which I only learned about the day E... ate it again. After I found out that there was another guy fucking my wife, I started asking her every day if E was texting her because I wanted to read them, but she told me that she had told him that they weren't going out anymore because she thought it was wrong and it had happened at an unexpected time and they should just forget it, and he said he understood, and he promised that from that day forward, the relationship would be extremely professional. Even so, I persisted in asking because I really didn't believe her; I thought she was lying to me, and that eventually led to misunderstandings between us. When we were climbing, and I was all horny, and I would ask her if she had a good time on E's dick, if he ate really well, if he was that chubby blonde she had mentioned, she would just... she would not talk, and she would tell me to forget it, because it was over. The truth is that I thought she was lying to me, which was later confirmed, because she never stopped talking to him and, after almost a month that I had discovered that Si... had bugged me, I, coming home a little later due to work, I realized that she had already taken a bath and changed. This caught my attention, and I was already hooked, for we usually bathed together. When we went to bed, I could tell that she was a little uncomfortable, because she avoided looking at me and refused the caresses that I usually do to her furry little butt and the hand passes on that spectacular ass. At that point, I went back to the subject of the horn, again asking if she had received any more messages or spoken to E... personally. She answered me with the question: is this really important to you? I said yes, I really want to know what happened and if it still rolls, because you did things your way and only found out because I touched your phone; it should have been different... I would certainly support your decision to give it to him. On this, Si... spoke: so yeah... since you like to know, he has been sending messages yes... and has more... today he ate me again... is that what you like? Knowing that you are horny? I said: yes, it's exactly that and I want to know how it was, how he ate you and if he is the blond farted, I want to know everything. Immediately she put her hand on my penis that was already hard and began to count while punching me: I met him at the company and from the first day he sent me messages saying that I was very beautiful, that he loved to meet me, in addition to various compliments about my body. Since he insisted, we arranged to meet at the Extra Anchieta so that we could talk a little more at will, without the presence of the other employees (she headed a department linked to food). She went on: it just so happens that I couldn't be seen in that place and I accepted his invitation to go to a motel just to talk, so I left my car there and we drove in his car to Rarus. As we entered the suite, he started kissing me and passing his hand all over my body saying that I was very hot and that I wanted to eat all of me and I said that we were there just to talk, but he kept kissing me and smoothing I could not resist, and I gave myself to his warm and deliciously exciting kisses. He laid me on the bed and began to take off my clothes, leaving me in my underwear only. He sucked long on my breasts sucking now one and then another, saying that I was very hot and my desire went to the heights. I also took off his clothes and grabbed his pinto, only his pinto is small, it's smaller and thinner than yours... I thought he was stuffed, but still, what mattered to me was that his pinto looked like such a hard rock. He took off my panties and went down my body and started sucking my pussy, saying that for a long time he had not found a hairy pussy, that today, women are completely shaved. Then, I couldn't stand it anymore I said: come E..., put on the condom and eat me just before I regret... it's the first time I horn my husband.. and he said: the first of a lot, because we're going to shake that horn a lot, aren't we? and I said: yes, let's go... he deserves a lot of horn... go... put it in my bucket.. put it... and I realized that he went crazy of horn because he stuck the roll in me in one stroke, which made me shout: hornooooo.... good fuck... go... eat... eat... witheeeee.... He started punching hard and calling me delicious, saying that my bouquet was very tasty... that he wanted to eat me a lot... that he wanted to make me enjoy tasty... At that moment I realized that there was another one eating my bouquet... that it wasn't you... and that this other one was fucking me with an incomparable will... I had a lot of fun, shouting and calling him my hot macho.... After a while of eating my booze he announced that he was going to mock and began to punch hard and, yelling, mocked a lot. When he took the roll of my booze, I realized that the condom was full of shit, a huge amount ... he has a lot more shit than you. During the narrative Si... punched me and asked: do you like corn? is that what you like? to know that your wife gives to another? corn soft... I said yes, that I've always wanted to be a horn and that I'd like to know that another male has fucked that horn. So I found out how E... ate my wife for the first time and I was a little disappointed that he wasn't stung, but the important thing is that my wish to be horned was fulfilled. The fuck she had with him that day, she didn't want to tell, only to come and tell me later, what I'll do in the next story. If anyone knows E... or Si... and knows more details of their fucking, we will report, so we have a lot of horny. Si... has a friend named Renata, who knows all about the horns she gave me, and in case other friends know and read the reports and want to tell more, just comment. On the other hand, E... must have told some of his friends that he ate my wife, and as the stories unfold, I'm going to give more hints, and I'm looking forward to comments, too, from women who enjoy living in a privileged situation like my lovely wife's. In case anyone notices any resemblance to the facts, this is a true story. I hug you all.