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Behind the Kitchen Island

"My sexy wife and her friends were talking about the bachelorette party from last night."

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I stroked myself behind the cover of the kitchen island. Stroking my length imagining them, all of them, acting out what they were describing from last night's bachelorette party.

All of them, on their knees in front of the two hung strippers, clawing their thongs off and exposing their hard cocks.

Faster, I stroked listening to them describing how they each took turns stroking and sucking the strippers' cocks.

My wife stood up, and turned to me and said, "They weren't as big as my husband's."

I stepped from behind the island and they all watched as I came hard!

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Written by PA_Mike
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