He Refuses To Notice (Pt1)

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He Refuses To Notice (Pt1)My husband is such a stupid bimbo! Ironically he teaches physics at the local university. He clearly doesn’t want to see what is really going on, and is in full denial about his wife being a BBC whore. I enjoy coming up with lies that I know he will believe. I love to come up with new lies about my infidelity to him. That weak cuck always falls for it. My beauty is his poison, my body is his d**g, and my voice is his sanity. “Honey, Tyrone from upstairs just called and said he wants you to help him with a package of his. He sounded way too demanding for a guy wanting a favor from my wife. “Honey, It’s okay, he’s just a real man, I mean, a real hard working guy. I will be back” I say to him with a smile. “But darling, why are you going upstairs wearing only panties with a tiny t-shirt for? Isn’t that too much to reveal?” “Stop it honey, would you prefer I wore a burqa instead?” “Ah, no, of course not honey, I just don’t think that.” “You don’t think that what, a black man shouldn’t see my legs? I will not stand for racism at all!” I say to him with a strong tone. “No, of course not honey. You are a beautiful woman with a great set of long legs and a beautiful body. You can alwayd tuzla escort bayan wear what you want.” “Awww, thank you hobey, I will be right back” I respond to him with a kiss. We live in a pretty big building and I am walking around wearing just a pair of white panties on, with a tiny white shirt, and 6 inch stripper heels. Some of the residents are just looking at me with shock; some pretend I am not even there. Oh, there is Rabbi Miller with an akward look and a stiff boner; there is his wife Hilda looking deeply disgusted; I am now walking by a Catholic couple praying as if a she devil is walking by them. I just smile and wiggle my ass at them. Fuck them and their stupid rules; fuck society & It’s hypocritical set of rules; screw the patriarchy and It’s oppressive laws against women; and screw these sexless hags who need to beg their husbands to take viagra so they could be pleased. I walk around half naked as a middle finger to this racist and sexist society that we live in. Let them feel umfortable over my image. I have now reached my destination upstairs but before I get to Tyrone’s place, I see a few familiar faces staring at me. There is my old college friend Martha with her husband. Martha tuzla escort bayan is looking really disgusted at me. Funny, she didn’t look disgusted when I ate her pussy in college. She did have the same face, just for a different reason :). If only she knew her fat husband wanted to fuck me. Of course, I said no. I have standards, I only fuck black men. Besides, I am already with one worthless white cuck, and one is enough. I blow Martha a kiss and laugh. They both walk into their apartment and shut the door. I finally get to Tyrone’s place. Before I can even knock on his door my pussy starts to get wet. Once I was in his apartment, we had the most anamalistic sex you can imagine. He stucked his 10 inch, fat bbc into every hole in my body. I head back home three hours later. I am wearing no panties since Tyrone ripped them off me. I have hand marks all over my body. I almost want my husband to know what happened. I want him to see how a real man works, but why ruin all the fun? I want to keep playing my little bimbo like the fool that he is. “Hi honey! You were gone for a while” he says to me with a hug and a kiss. “Honey, why are you wearing no panties?” “Oh, about that, they got really messy escort tuzla from carrying Tyrone’s big lovely package, so they had to stay up at his place” I respond with a smile. “Honey, what’s that white stuff on you’re upper lip?” “Oh, um, I was eating a salad with a little mayo on it” I respond with a chuckle. He then leans forward to my face and licks it off of me. “I love mayo” he says to me with glee. If only he knew that that’s the closes he’ll get to tasteing a real man, I thought to myself. He wasn’t done with the questions just yet. “Honey, why is it written BBC puta on your ass? And why do you have a hand print on both butt cheecks?” “Yeah, Tyrone just wanted to show me his artistic side. He is so talented! And about that hand print, he just wanted to encourage me to be strong in taking in his package, I mean, to carry it with strength.” “Oh, that makes sense” he responds. “Very well then, you should prepare my shower” I say to him as he walks to the bathroom. “What a dumbass!” I think to myself. The next day I recieved a text message from a former, let’s just say, boyfriend. He lives all the way in Berlin with his white German wife and is visiting Rio for business. His name is Pierre, and he is the greatest fuck I have ever had! His dick is the size of a Red Bull can, and his legs look like they belong to a warrior. He texts me that he wants to meet me at a hotel. I think I have a better plan. “Just come over to my place” I text him.

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