Mi marido es un cornudo consentido...

After two years of marriage, I started noticing strange things in his behavior. Sometimes I'd find my underwear disheveled in the drawers, not like I had left it. At first, I didn't pay much attention to the matter, thinking Santiago might be looking for something in the drawers and would let it pass, until one day when putting on some panties, I noticed that the part of the towel was damp and stained. I had washed them, I swear, thought while taking them off and throwing them into the dirty laundry. I smelled them before putting them away, thinking it would be vaginal discharge, but no, it wasn't, of course not, they wouldn't be wet for more than ten days since I didn't use them, what a fool! Santiago must have done something with them, let my imagination run wild and concluded that he probably put them on to masturbate or picked them up to clean himself after doing so. At first, it annoyed me a bit, but at the same time, it was turning me on, my husband's behavior.

I picked them up from the laundry basket and put them on, I wouldn't be long in getting back from buying churros for breakfast and going shopping like almost every Saturday. I thought about giving him the pleasure, and seeing how he would react when he knew I was wearing them. The humidity I felt in my sex was driving me crazy and making me think of perverse and exciting things. So I put on a pretty short dress with some flair to show off my legs and some high-heeled sandals to look sexy shopping with my husband. When he got up, we had breakfast and prepared to go down to the garage for the car, already in the elevator, I bent down a couple of times, thinking that when he saw me from behind, he would notice the panties and say something or touch himself, but it wasn't like that, he just said:

- You bend over so much you'll show everything.

I thought he would say something about the panties, at least how good I looked, and I think he didn't even notice what I had done. After he had soiled them. Something annoyed me and I answered.

- Don't you like looking at me? Am I that bad?

- What's up with you, woman, if you're going to be so pretty, I was saying it for if others saw you too.

- Don't you think it's fine if others look at me? Do you get jealous?

- It doesn't matter to me, but it must matter to you, surely, as long as they just look and I'm calm.

- Are you sure?

I stood in front of him and lifted my dress so he could see how easy it was to see my underwear. He became hard and challenging again, repeating that it didn't matter to him, but deep down what he wanted was for us to start playing already, since I had started to notice how his cock grew as his pants fell, seeming to excite him just like me the challenge. I didn't want to make any comment about his cock to not break the game that seemed to be starting. The elevator reached the garage and we got out by the car, greeting a neighbor who was carrying things from our storage room in the basement, which had almost all of the building's items. Nothing more than passing by and greeting him, barely five meters away, I bent down again like in the elevator interior, but this time showing myself to my neighbor. Santiago turned around to see me and waited for me on foot next to the car, as I usually drove so he had no choice but to observe the scene I was offering to my neighbor at very few meters, so there would be no doubt about what was happening. I finished rearranging my sandals and before standing up, I wanted to make sure that my neighbor with whom we barely had a relationship was left stunned by my gift. Suddenly, I felt an enormous shame about what I had just done in front of my husband, but I tried not to show it and continued the game. On entering the car, I showed my legs again, displaying my underwear once more before Santiago, so there would be no doubt about what the neighbor had seen.

- You're dead with embarrassment, you're not hiding it. Do you think... It matters to me that you provoke an old guy like that, it could be your father.

The neighbor wasn't lacking in reason, he wasn't a kid anymore but had still noticed my charms.

- Sure, now he's going to go into the storage room to jerk off thinking about me, don't you think?

- You think you're very cool but you're dead of shame, do you want to go and check it out? I'd let him do it to you too.

- You seem very sure but deep down you want me to go, don't you?

I told him, grabbing his cock over his pants.

- Uh... if it seems like you're enjoying it and all, it's a bit hard, darling. Do you want to come and see how I'm going to screw my life? You'll leave with your pants down because this guy doesn't want me to fuck him.

- You're a pig.

- You're not less of one either.

I replied by touching his cock again.

- Let's go buy something, this is getting too hot and I'm going to have to change my underwear because it's getting wet. And you're going to blow your top if we don't stop.

I started to leave the topic for now and he seemed to calm down too. On our way, we stopped at a traffic light and I looked to the left where there was a very handsome boy and went back on the attack.

- I prefer this one to the neighbor, don't you think? Since you're going to put up with horns, I like this one more.

- You're at it again, seems like you want some action, huh?

- But only with your permission, darling.

I said with a defiant tone.

- Like it doesn't matter to you. And besides, if you want, you can watch too.

I kept my defiant tone while he was swallowing his saliva without knowing what to say. Until he got angry and slapped me.

- Do you prefer him or do I get to choose?

- What?

- Since it seems like you're very eager, brave one, let's see how far you'll go.

- Are you serious?

- You started it, don't you want to fuck someone else? You won't have a better opportunity. Do you want him or will you leave me to Did you choose me? Let's not make it tight now, I know I wasn't the first. You must be eager for another cock, always the same one bores you, right? Don't you miss eating some of those you tried before mine?

The truth is that I was blushing at everything he said to me, I don't know if it was from shame or because his statements were making me so horny. He didn't lack reason, I thought, this wasn't the first time I'd been thinking about another cock in my mouth or inside me, and I think he had noticed.

You're crazy, what did you think? That I'm a slut?

Yes. You don't have to see how your pussy is getting wet from our conversation. What do you say to this?

He said this while putting his hand inside my underwear as I tried not to lose control of the car. I had been right all along; my flows were giving me away, I was more turned on than ever and couldn't wait to calm down. I was getting to a point of impressive heat, I wanted to masturbate and couldn't wait.

We entered the underground parking lot of the Hypermarket and I directed myself to the most deserted part. He stopped the car and I got out, standing in front of him, looking at him fixedly and putting my hand under my dress.

Do you want to see me masturbate? You've driven me crazy, darling, I'm at a hundred, I'm going to make myself come in front of you like it's with someone else.

I started masturbating slowly, not taking my eyes off him, enjoying every touch as he watched. Gradually increasing the intensity of my caresses and getting more and more excited. Until suddenly he grabbed my hand and said:

Quiet, you're really hot, aren't you?

Yes……… Yes……...

Poor thing, go find someone to console you, golfa. Do you want to fuck?

Yes………

I pulled his hand out of mine from under the dress with a slap and whispered in his ear.

You have my permission, go find another one.

I stayed there, dead. In all seriousness, I wanted him to cheat on me with another guy, I couldn't believe it, it was all a game and then suddenly I was giving in to let him put the horns on, so I responded. - No, darling, I don't want to do it with you. - Don't even think about it. If you want to get laid today, go find someone else who can console you. I know you'll be unfaithful to me sooner or later, so I'd rather you did it with my consent. Go for it! I pointed out a car parked at the back of the parking lot, right in front of us, with a man of middle age unaware of what my husband was plotting. The individual in question seemed to be organizing papers inside the commercial model car with its rear windows completely covered and the company logo painted on them. He looked calm and abstracted in his work. My husband insisted: - Don't you dare? It's all yours, my love, give him the joy of his life and take your pleasure too. I wish I could suddenly appear a good woman like you in my car and propose to get laid. In that way, it seemed like a no-brainer! I was burning with desire for a good cock and my husband was refusing me and seemed serious about it, offering it to me in a way that made it hard to resist but not too eager either, so I responded: - Darling, I don't... - Shut up and stop wanting it, you think you're going to convince me that you don't want it. You're losing your chance, hurry up, it looks like he's leaving. The man seemed to be putting things away in the front seat and certainly looked ready to leave. Without a word, I got out of the car and walked straight towards him. He didn't notice me until I was practically beside the car, the window was down due to the heat in the parking lot and the man was slightly sweaty like me, between the heat The nerves of the situation were making my skin sweat all over. The guy wasn't very attractive, and sitting down made him look huge, so I thought he was even bigger than he really was, especially considering the small commercial vehicle we were in. I thought about taking a detour and telling a story to flirt with him, but I went straight to the point.

- Good morning, sir, I need a man.
- What do you mean?
- I need to get laid.
- Like that's not going to happen.
- Are you saying I'm not attractive?
- Yes... woman but...
- You're not attractive.
- You're a cutie, but...
- I opened the car door and got down on my knees to be at his cock's level. I thought about giving him a sudden stimulus to get him in the mood. Without stopping talking, I went down on him and started massaging his penis through his underwear.

- Are you sure you're not ugly?
- No, it's just that it happened so suddenly.
- Started opening my blouse so he could see me better.

- Are you sure my breasts are small?
- No, they're perfect.
- I grabbed his hand and made him touch one of my breasts. The man was almost shaking with excitement, but gradually his cock started to react. I was amazed when it started growing, possibly even bigger than my husband's, it was incredibly large, especially thick, I wouldn't hesitate to suck it, I'd never had one that big in my mouth before. When I thought it was the right moment, I started with some soft kisses and sensual talking to get him in the mood. It was mine, that piece of cock had a strong flavor that didn't disgust me, it was exciting, an aroma that still lingers and gets me going at 100. In the interior of my mouth, I almost had to dislocate my jaw to get it in, oh God, what thickness. I started to suck and saliva it, despite it costing me a great effort to put it in and I wanted it to be well lubricated. Note enormous hands that held my head and made me swallow the whole instrument.

- Go all the way down, pretty girl, don't you want cock? Swallow it all.

I almost couldn't breathe, but then my head went back up and I pulled it out, telling me...

- Don't you want to fuck? It's enough of this sucking, let's get serious.

As I could, I got into the car, sat on top of him, which by then had reclined the seat to be more comfortable. It was costing me a huge effort to find a good position for riding my victim when I noticed his hands were now taking hold of my ass and without much effort, they led me to a perfect position for my intentions. He leaned back and I faced him, looking out the windows at where my husband was waiting, expecting some gesture from him. But he just kept staring at my actions without resisting the slightest bit, so I got to work and didn't think twice about it, since he had given me permission, he had sought it out, and I was burning with desire. I took off my panties, leaving the way open for enjoying a dream, not even in my best fantasies had this presented itself as perfect, so with my right hand, I grabbed his penis and started playing at the entrance of my vagina, rubbing it, feeling it...

- Do you think it won't fit? Slut.

- What do you mean! It's not that big! You've been misled.

- What everyone says, be careful, I don't want you to get hurt.

He said with a sly smile on his face, while I helped by his hands, lifted my hips to let myself be impaled by that phallus. I placed it at the entrance, which was then more lubricated and prepared for action, and suddenly... I'm penetrating his body, making my way into the interior of my violent self. Pain and pleasure came together in harmony, my screams and moans blending, just 20 seconds before I had a brutal and sonorous orgasm, whose moans I couldn't repress because my husband came to mind and I thought he wouldn't like it, that I was so wild already since with him I was very quiet and only let myself go occasionally and less brutally. He kept going up and down on me with his enormous hands, even though I knew more than enough that I had come. I was used to a single orgasm and this one too, besides when this happened, which wasn't always, my husband would have finished long before me. So I was quite surprised, still receiving those gentle thrusts, my lover kept going and going, he had stumbled upon an authentic stallion, I started noticing again how the heat and desire were building up in me, more and more and more. I was ready for another attack, I wanted to leave my lover completely satisfied and I started speeding up the rhythm, letting myself be carried away by the infinite pleasure that everything was producing. It produced a second orgasm, this time less scandalous, I admit, but surely not unnoticed by my husband. My lover accompanied me in the orgasm and this time he emptied all his emotion, but did it inside me.

- Did you do it inside?
- What did you want?
- No... well, that's it.
- Now you're going to get prudish.
- Not that...
- My husband came to mind and what he would say about this, but I was done with it anyway. I was taking the pill so I was sure not to get pregnant and if he said something I'd use an excuse. We were both sweating, the heat in the park and inside the car added to the physical effort we had put ourselves through, had made our bodies... Moist and exhausted. I thought about how to end that situation, with the unknown man who was still unfamiliar to me until then. I decided to start saying goodbye, I needed to reassemble my clothes and felt dirty and more than hot. I also had to face the new situation that was being presented to me with my husband.

- Thanks, it's been all a pleasure, what's your name?

- Fermín, for me it's been all a pleasure too, you're very passionate young woman.

- You're a great stud in my life, know that I had never had two consecutive orgasms before.

- You're still very young, you need more practice. Tell your husband to hurry up or he'll lose you.

- How do you know I'm married?

- There are things that can't be hidden, heart, the ring, your eagerness in delivering yourself to another man, and what I've seen your husband looking at us in the car while I was sucking him off helps me figure it out. Has he proposed it to you or has it come from you?

I left myself speechless for a moment, knowing everything.

- No………….. he………….. this morning………………

- Leave it, he already has his horns and you an unforgettable experience and I the truth a bomb like you don't screw me every day, so for me it's the jackpot.

- Scoundrel, what luck you've had.

- Take it.

I rummaged through his papers and gave me a card accompanied by two 50-euro bills.

- Keep this

- I'm not a slut. I don't want money.

- Already know that, don't worry about it, the money is for you to buy something nice like you, and besides your husband will find out that you've earned it, he'll probably get even angrier and my card will be our secret, keep it safe so no one sees it and if someday you want us to meet again, Mondays and Thursdays I have this route already know.

- But it's just that...

- Calm down and go away, at the end of the day he'll think we're together, ji, ji, ji, ji.

I obeyed, there wasn't much space left where to hide the card so I can put it in my bra's strap so it doesn't ring and find a place when I get to the car, I'll leave the money on my hand so I can see it well. I reclined on the seat and gave him a kiss on the cheek and prepared to get out of the car as I could, since I was completely numb from the position, which made it hard for me to balance when starting to walk. I turned around and waved goodbye with my hand while he left the parking lot with a complicit smile on his face. I walked with difficulty towards my car, something that didn't go unnoticed by Santiago who quickly scolded me.

So big it was that you can't even walk.

It's because of the position inside the car, I wasn't comfortable.

Well, it didn't seem like it to me. Never have I seen you so devoted.

I was thinking of you.

Liar, don't lie to me, I want the truth

Well, the thing is that I was very hot, you know.

You're a slut, you know it.

And you're a jerk who made me do it.

Don't you care about fucking anyone? Do you?

I didn't know what all that was about, he was the one who wanted and didn't understand his anger, but soon I understood, look at his pants and his cock seemed to be bursting inside. He was super excited, couldn't leave it like that. I kept teasing him, which seemed to please him.

Honey, I didn't want to but once I got there, the one he had was so big and beautiful that I couldn't resist myself.

As I approached him and went on caressing, first his leg then above his pants, slowly getting it out and letting his cock come out so he could enjoy his freedom.

Honey, I only love you, I used him like any instrument in my life.

Yes, I've seen you enjoying yourself. Is that what it is?

Referring to the money.

He gave it to me so I could buy a whim.

You're such a good slut.

The same if you're fond of it, do you want to check? - No, I don't want to screw you, I told you today is not the day. At that moment I was already massaging his cock, fully and he was letting his hand slip towards my thighs. I let them go as if I didn't want to resist being touched and I continued slowly bending down to suck it and make him come. Then I touched my pants which were soaked with Fermín's semen and said... - He came inside. - If you're fond of it, I have another man's semen inside me, it made me come like never before with you. I was lucky and it was a real stud that I had sex with, I had two orgasms without him even pulling out, he has an enormous cock that I thought would split my pussy in two when he slammed into me, when his hands grabbed my ass, his huge fingers rubbed the button as if trying to get in and that drove me crazy, and all thanks to you being a cuck and letting me come with another man, now I'm going to suck it to make up for it. He didn't do everything I told him to, seemed to like it so much that he came before I could put it in my mouth, I got all the face and hair wet, never had seen my husband's cock so fat or so much semen come out of it, I think he had the best orgasm of his life, the poor cuck. I grabbed my purse and left him ecstatic in the car while I prepared to enter the shopping center, looking for a service to freshen up a bit. - Wait for me at the ladies' services on the top floor. I told him and left him there, all I wanted was to refresh myself, I felt dirty with semen all over my body, my husband's on my face and in my insides that of my improvised lover, so I couldn't wait to clean up a bit. I entered the ladies' bathroom which fortunately was empty and as best I could washed my face, wet my hair and comb it out and when I tried to put back my panties... so soaked that I wouldn't even try to clean them, I would just throw them away in the trash and use wet wipes from my purse to clean my vagina, feeling a real relief at being more or less clean, what a pleasure I thought for a moment looking at myself in front of the mirror. Suddenly a man enters whom I saw from behind the mirror and I jump out.

- What are you doing here?

- Checking if it's worth what I'm going to pay for you

- How?

- If your sexy is outside and has asked me 100 euros to screw you, if I like you, so I'll go pay them because I think the merchandise is worth it.

- But what are you saying?

I was surprised, the man who wouldn't be less than sixty years old, quite tall and thin, seemed a type with class, well-dressed and mannered. Despite how brusque he could seem when telling me that thing so suddenly, he didn't produce a bad impression on me. He left the services leaving me completely stunned in front of the mirror and I was looking at myself not knowing what to do, Santiago was putting me in the hands of another man again and this time I was selling myself. It wasn't that we were rich, but neither were we so poor as to have to prostitute myself, I began to think, but this wasn't about money well I knew. I listened to them making the deal from inside and started getting nervous, my body began to sweat and my pussy started to get wet again thinking about what was coming up for me once more. The man, who turned out to be called Carlos, didn't beat around the bush.

He enters as usual in managing these situations, the truth is that he only demanded what he had paid for, seemed accustomed to directing and commanding, so without hesitating at all I took charge.

- Look what you have for me, my precious.

He said pointing to the dress and indicating that I should lift it up to show him my underwear. But I wasn't wearing any.

- What a good little rabbit you are, you're already ready

Commenting as he approached and at the same time putting my hand under the dress to find my sex, two of his fingers entered my interior smoothly, as they were accustomed to this action and without opposition. A moan of pleasure escaped from me without being able to contain it, his touch was making me come in just a few seconds, this man knew how to use his hands, he put his fingers in like searching for something and playing in my interior as if knowing that I was totally surrendering to his caresses.

- You're such a good girl, you're completely soaked, I love it, enjoy yourself, beautiful, enjoy yourself

Suddenly he pulled out his fingers and moved away from me, grabbed me by the waist and with a pull brought me up onto the sink, once there he opened my legs wide and my pussy was in front of him, ready and prepared for his whims.

- It's my turn now, don't you think? I want to check how hot you are, precious. Does it matter if I eat your pussy first?

I didn't know what to say but nodded with my head, he reclined over me and began to suck like an expert, every time his tongue touched my clitoris, my lips would part

- Ah, that's good! Thanks!! uh, uh, uh!

My husband then poked his head out discreetly at first, but when he saw that Carlos was bent down taking care of my pussy this way, he couldn't see him, so he came out with all impunity and looked at me fixedly in the eyes, as if possessed by what he was seeing, he seemed ecstatic, not a single gesture of reproach, on the contrary, his expression seemed to be encouraging me to continue enjoying myself and I did. My first orgasm produced by Carlos was while my husband was watching everything without losing any detail, the very cuck nodded while I twisted with pleasure at the tongue of that stranger. Carlos didn't take long to get up and pull out his already prepared penis to penetrate me, but it's true that it seemed small to me. It's not that I had it, after the enormous cock I'd enjoyed in the park just half an hour ago, I thought as if it was, this one would make me tickle. He planted his face against mine and thanks to his height, the bench came perfect for penetration, he didn't have any problem getting it in, my excess lubrication and his just right size helped him get in without any difficulty. His movements couldn't make me come but a slight tingle and with how sated I was, I couldn't wait anymore, so I thought of faking it a bit to not disappoint him, and started moaning. But he caught on after a few seconds and moved back.

- What are you doing? If you don't feel it, there's no need to fake it, slut. You think nobody notices? I'd rather you felt it than acted stupid, so stop putting on a show for where I have to go.

He grabbed my nipples, pinching them hard

- Do you really feel this?

- What are you doing? A cry of pain escapes me

- Now you'll see how you won't be faking it, Promiscuous

It seemed he got violent, and for a moment I was startled. I wasn't used to that brusqueness. He pulled me off the bench by my arm and had me look at myself in the mirror, with him behind me, then he disappeared around the corner. I leaned against the sink, my hands resting on two of them and my face close to the mirror. My displeased face was front and center, in the background, hidden by a small partition, my husband who didn't miss a detail. Meanwhile, my lover slid his hand up my legs, inviting them to open up to his whims. When he managed to get me into the position he wanted, I just replied.

- Now you'll feel it, today you'll learn what an orgasm is.

At that moment, I thought there was nothing left for me to learn after what I'd worn that morning. But I was completely wrong. I started noticing how his leg played with my ass, licking it in an exquisite way that excited me very much, until then nobody had eaten my ass and even less penetrated me. Santiago had asked for it on some occasion but always preferred to wait, so I also wanted Carlos to respect it and least of all desired it at that moment in front of my husband. His games were taking me away from losing my head, not even I knew that what he was doing to me liked me so much. For a moment I lost my head and when I noticed that with one he was trying to penetrate me, the pain made me come back to my state of ecstasy and I replied.

- That's no!
- Why? Don't you like it?
- Yes but
- Is it for money? How much do you want? Do you want a hundred more?
- No!
- It's okay, money is not a problem, but I don't have more than two hundred, take them
I threw them on the bench and saw them fall in front of me while his hands were slowly making their way into my interior.

- That's because never... by there...
- I've noticed it too, that's why I can give you what you ask for, but I don't have more, you'll have to trust me and when we're done, I'll bring five hundred more
- But it hurts
- Only at first, I'll be careful

By the time he said that, his index finger was already inside me and I thought I'd lost my mind. For seven hundred euros, I was selling something that someday I would give away for free - it wasn't such a bad business, besides this gentleman had a rather small one and wouldn't hurt me much, so I slowly convinced myself while a groan between pleasure and pain came out of my mouth since his index finger was already completely lodged in my interior.

- How hot you are, tell me how much you wanted it
- No... no, it's not true... ah
- Don't pretend, nobody can see us, tell me what you want me to do for your ass
No! It was certain that my husband didn't miss a detail and I didn't want to tell him to do it from behind when he had denied it. His finger continued to play inside me, driving me crazy, feeling a new pleasure unimaginable for me until that moment. I looked in the mirror and was lost, biting my lips with pure pleasure and gasping with pain like a slut. That image of myself so lost made me even hornier, I looked at the mirror again and Santiago's cuck was still enjoying the show. For a moment, I felt a real pang of regret, having turned his wife into an authentic slut overnight and him into a permissive cock, and since it seemed he was enjoying it, I wanted to give him a lesson.

- Don't you want it?

- NO………..no……….

- But your body says otherwise

- Are you sure? Don't you think you're just pretending like before?

- Not this time, no

He got up without taking his finger out of me, with the other hand he brushed my hair away from my face, gathered it in a Booty and threw it back, lifting my head so I could see myself well in the mirror. He pushed his finger a little deeper into my interior and said:

- Look at yourself, are you going to tell me you don't like it?

Between a huge groan, all I could say was:

- Come on, fuck me before I regret it, break my ass, you're so eager

- Your wishes are orders, precious

He continued to pull me lightly by the improvised Booty, dominating my head as if it were a horse, in this case his sexy girl who was ready to be ridden by a stallion. He reclined slightly and let out a good stream of saliva, which he said right into my little hole that was coming out with the same or more pain than had entered the index finger that had made me lose my head. I conformed thinking that the gentleman wasn't big and wouldn't cause excessive pain, but I was wrong, what made my pussy tickle and barely noticed when he said entering through my anus seemed like a missile, the thrust of a single stab and I didn't miss much before I lost consciousness, I think, my breathing stopped for a moment and I couldn't wait for that pain to end, everything that was initially pleasure turned into pain and discomfort. It started to penetrate with force, I think he got more excited seeing me suffer and nailed me mercilessly for three or four minutes that felt like an eternity to me. When he finally came inside, I noticed my legs were dripping, looked down and could see some blood accompanying his semen on my thighs. I couldn't move yet, it was still inside me, and waited concentrated until his member lost its vigor and came out on its own without too much effort, which is what happened. What a relief when that thing left me, I had to give him credit never having felt anything like it, and at that moment I didn't want to feel it again.

Thank you, precious, I know you went through badly, don't think but this will thank me eternally. The first man in your life is important but the one who takes you from behind marks you for always.

Note how he looked at me while saying...

It's nothing, a small tear, I'm leaving my business card, call tomorrow morning and ask for an appointment, tell them I said to give it to you if not, put me on the phone with you, there I'll finish paying, don't suffer.

I left a calling card in my purse and he left, my husband had disappeared, I was barely able to move from the pain I still had and as I could, I started cleaning up a bit more and reassembling myself. When I finished, I picked up my purse. Barely could walk, my dress was quite wet and my hair looked awful. I searched for Santiago on the upper floor without success, slowly regaining my composure and able to walk a little better, I was extremely tired and didn't want anything more. But half an hour later, I found Santiago in one of the lingerie stores on the second floor, from outside I saw him paying and at Get out and see me he said. - Come on let's go to the service. We entered the one that was closest to us and there he put me in one of the toilets. With great softness and affection, he was putting on new panties I had bought for myself, while lifting them up and kissing my thighs. - I'm very tired Sebas. - I imagine, Don't worry we'll do the shopping and go home my love, it's already fine for today. Not a single reproach or bad gesture, he seemed pleased and serene, having converted me into a complete cuckold, and it seemed to delight him.