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Absolutely nothing might have effectively prepared me for what I saw. I watched as the attractive female on the screen was undressed by among three males within the electronic camera's view. The men all used gold chains around their necks. The lady stood naked and smiling, breasts jutting out, as the very first male started to paw at her body. The other two males circled in carefully and started touching and rubbing her while the intro music played. The words Workin' on the Chain Gang Bang swept across the screen. The startling realization struck me that the gorgeous actress in this tacky porn flick was indeed Jennifer-- my beautiful spouse of just over 7 years. A weird mix of fear and anger welled up within me, threatening to explode my calm demeanour. See-- what 'd I tell you, bro? stated Neil, my long-lasting friend who had provided the angering video for me to view. He seemed like such a tattletale. Neil had a propensity for looking for praise for distasteful occasions as if he 'd prepared them up deliberately and took pride in it. I was beginning to wonder why I selected to have a pal who finds happiness in the misery of others.

My eyes remained fixed on the video display. Though the lady's hair was longer and darker than Jen keeps hers now, I would have understood her anywhere. I observed that the ends of her long hair curled around her nipples, sometimes obscuring them from the camera's browsing view. Jen's hair nowadays was just barely shoulder length. The stars were no longer simply searching and circling around Jen. They had actually moved her over to the bed and were rubbing their erect cocks in front of her face. She rapidly grabbed one in each hand and started giving them hand jobs. Jen looked into the electronic camera and then up at him. Her head started stumbling back and forth, pulling his dick much deeper and then shallower in her mouth. Jen's face and body appeared gaunt as the cam caught her giving a blow task. Her skin didn't show the healthy glow of our marital years. The movie appeared to give her a sickly appearance, in spite of her younger charm.

As I saw numbly, it became apparent to me that this video had actually been made a long time ago. Now, at age thirty-one, Jen was still lovely, however in a different way than previously. Her figure had developed, with feminine curves where there had been angular breasts, slim ass, bony hips, and a flat hips on the video. The males had changed positions, and Jen was offering a blow job to one of the hand task guys while the other one slurped at her pussy. The 3rd man, the one with the massive cock, was enjoying and waiting for Jen's vagina to be abandoned. As the cunning linguist (in James Bond terminology) brought Jen to a agonizing and shrieking orgasm (or at least a simulated one), the guy with the huge prick brushed him aside. He stroked his dick one more time, then pressed it versus the wet flesh of Jen's labia. The video camera zoomed in and captured the very first penetration in slow motion, then remained fixed on their juncture as the stud started pumping furiously in and out of Jen's nab.

I thought I was going to throw up. Turn that fuckin' thing off, I stated gruffly to Neil, you've shown your point! Neil utilized the remote to change the DVD player and tv screen off. He popped the video out of the gamer, stuck it in its box, and commended me. I don't want it-- burn the damned thing! I shouted. Sorry, male-- I know this must be hard, he replied. My temples were throbbing. My hands and teeth were clenched. I felt like striking something. I was tempted to make Neil the target, however I knew he was only attempting to care for me. Or at least I believed so. It's all right, Neil, I said. If I didn't know this sort of thing exists, it's not as. Did you understand? There was no disguising of Neil's shock and scary. Yeah, I knew. Jen told me about her past before we were married. She stated she had actually made some porn flicks when she was more youthful, I admitted. Then why in the hell would you have MARRIED her? Neil demanded, the disbelief clearly showed on his face. Why didn't you just pork her as much as you wanted, and then move on?

She wasn't like that when I satisfied her, I responded to, she had actually changed from the woman in that video. If you say so, guy, Neil offered weakly. I DO say so. I had a hard time to make myself sound credible. She had only done pornography to earn money to conserve her mom's life. Her mom had leukaemia and needed a bone marrow transplant, but didn't have healthcare insurance that would cover it. Jen was just nineteen and didn't have any marketable skills to make the type of cash that takes. At least, not more than one valuable ability.

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