I snuggled closer and breathed in her scent, something so indescribable, but so intoxicating. It was the smell of soft lavender and her shampoo. It was the smell of home. I whispered softly, ‘I love you.’ She craned her head towards me and kissed me with the utmost passion. Then that’s when I remembered, things weren’t always this blissful. It started about six years ago. I was starting as a freshman at NYU. I left my home, my family, my friends, and left everything that I knew to come here. I realized at a certain age that even if I didn’t come from a broken home, I felt suffocated in the small town of Cement City, Michigan. Truth was, I loved architect, and I promise you, Cement City was not the place to be for thriving, young architects. So my first day at NYU was a disaster. I was lugging around 5 ton books, walking around like a lost puppy. My laptop bag decided to keep slipping off my shoulder, rendering me unaware of the people I was running into. I managed to bump into. He leaned over Julie's kneeling, spent body and fondled her swinging full tits. I stood at the back of them, watching his fat soft cock swinging behind my wife's red cum-filled pussy. He looked like a horse from the rear and he made fucking motions with his hips while squeezing her tits and nipples. His long flaccid tube flopped from side to side, smearing cum on her inner thighs.Julie simply knelt quietly under him, breathing heavily as she recovered from the unexpectedly rough battering. She glanced back over her shoulder at the stranger and he grinned at her and said, “Hi, I’m Ken.” “Pleased to —“ Julie stopped and shook her head, eyes wide in astonishment as she stared at his groin. “Oh my god, I can’t believe that. Really?” she gasped.Ken was already erect again, his mighty pole throbbing in the warm air. He flipped Julie onto her back and she opened her legs wide, eagerly inviting his cock back into her. Ken obliged, entering with fierce power. I watched in amazement as my wife.
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