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Good Wife Gone. Starring Marilyn Moore

Ever since Eric got married, he’s been living the supreme life. We can all observe why he married Marilyn; a busty blond with a excellent culo and killer melons, who also is the bread winner. It’s ideal. Or, it was, at least. When she comes home from a firm day at work to find Eric on the bed, tugging off and gobbling cookies, she flies off the treat. That’s alright however, because Eric knows the secret to a glad marriage. A magic witness that can stop time. Freezing his wifey in mid-tirade, he has joy posing her for a bit, before hiking her micro-skirt up and gliding her undies down to her ankles, unveiling her tidily clean-shaven vag. Can anyone blame him? Coming home in that tiny ebony microskirt, with her uber-sexy hip high tights, I’m astonished he didn’t hop her bones the moment she ambled in.

She gets so frustrated when he pulls this crap, but what can she do? The minute she begins to shout at him, she finds herself on her back, gams stretched broad, with his face sunk in her slit, lapping at her appetizing bits. Or maybe fully nude, on all 4s, with him tongue-punching her wrinkled starfish. It’s only a matter of time before he pushes his hefty bulge into her taut poon. Seizing her sensual, bodacious thighs, he screws her from behind, her meaty titties shaking with each shove. Thrusting her vapid on her back, he screws her on the bed, liking the way the super-fucking-hot, raw walls of her snatch grasp his thickness. Until he unfreezes her, of course, and then she moans again, horrified to find herself once more being ridden like a circus horse.

Thinking that he’s had his joy for the day, he attempts to conceive of an adequate concluding to such a killer shag session. Then it beats him; he’s going to jizz all over her. In prep for his glorious eruption, he places sweet cookies on his molten wifey. Are those chakra points? Aiming his pulsing spear at her, he masturbates uncontrollably, emptying a sackload of ball fluid onto her sumptuous figure. Jugs, abdomen, even the bed. He truly opens up his enjoy around. Time to unfreeze the wife, and she awakens to find cookies on her and a gooey, sticky mud all down the front of her. This is the final straw for her and she squeals again, this time for a divorce. Eric can’t tolerate that and he wraps his mitts around her mild and helpless neck, wringing the life from her. She struggles with a anger, gams punching, hands flailing, but he is just so much heavier than her. Shortly, her efforts weaken, eyes going glassy as the life flees her figure. As Eric ambles off, to determine what to do next, his wife’s nude corpse cools on the bed, frosted in cookie crumbs and crusty sperm.