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The whole room reeked of recent sex and as I drew in a deep breath and closed my eyes, powerful memories of my tour of the house after Claire’s first infidelity with Simon filled my head. On the bed my naked wife was curled up with her knees raised around her distended belly as if to protect her unborn child.
Her hair was fanned artistically across the pillow and over her sweet, contented face which was flushed pink and a little blotchy from her orgasms, as was her chest. Disappointingly, her breasts and vulva were hidden by the duvet so I turned my attention to her young lover who lay asleep behind her.
Also naked, Simon’s fit body looked even more impressive than it had in his polo shirt. His arms were thick and muscular, his belly a real six-pack, his buttocks tight and athletic. Chat cam italy woman.