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By now I had my digital camera going strong and I got it all, from the moment they started stripping to the moment she was riding his cock in the cow girl position with my hat still lodged on her pretty blonde head. Her face was lit up like I remembered it with that sexy mouth open, gasping with raw need as Brad sliced up into her romping cunt. What is great about those new fangled cameras is that they also record the sound.
He was moaning while she cried out, "Fuck me Brad! Fuck my naughty little pussy! Oh God! Yes! Yes! We got till this afternoon! Frank won’t be back till at least three. He told me so last night! So just keep fucking me!"
Brad chuckled, "So you want me to do you for hours eh? You hot trick!"
"Yes honey bun! So fill me up with your hot, baby cream and then I’ll get real nasty and suck your big cock. I just love the way you fuck! Oh Brad! Brad! Just fuck me baby! Fuck me! God how I missed you, baby!"
They were really into each other and she finally crushed her breasts into his chest again and their kissing got as hot as their fucking. I figured I had captured enough on tape. Hey, I might be a hay seed but I’m a smart hay seed. Not only do I know about the internet but I know how to use video cameras to. After shutting the vid off and hiding it behind the barrel, I picked up the Lueger and as quietly as possible I snuck up on the rutting bastards.
Tammy screamed when she felt the metal gently bang into the back of her head. My voice must have sounded like a pistol shot. "All right bitch, I got my handy little Lueger pointed right at the back of your pretty little head. I otta kill you for what you’re doing but if you do exactly what I say, I’ll let you live slut!"
Brad looked up at me with utter fear in his eyes. He was about to say something but I cut him off. "Don’t say nothing brad. I don’t want to hear it. Actions speak louder than words. Now I want you two to keep right on fucking. I wanna see how much of a filthy whore Tammy is. So keep fucking him, you foxy tramp!!"
She slowed down. Apparently Brad was so scared he was getting soft. "I mean it Brad, get hard and fuck her dirty little brains out. I wanna see you two make the beast!" They could hear the anger and determination in my voice and they went to it again. "Now Tammy, suck his mouth and give him plenty of spit. I wanna hear it go into his mouth you fucking whore pig!"
She went down on his mouth and I could hear the swishing and slurping of a real messy kiss while the coupling grew in intensity. "Now Brad, spread her ass cheeks wide open, I’m gonna have some fun right now!"
Tammy send something I didn’t catch. "Shut up and keep sharing spit with your new ho dog bitch! I’m gonna do your hot little ass. Let’s see if you can fuck us both at once. Remember I got this Lueger aimed right at the back of your cheetin’ head.
I pulled down my zipper and got my cock out. It was hard by now and I straddled my performing wife. Keeping the gun at her head, I rubbed her pucker with my itching cock tip and lined it up. Tammy screamed when I pushed it into her. I didn’t care. She wasn’t lubricated but it sure felt good to me. I sank it in all the way and to my surprise I could feel Brad’s cock pumping away on the other side of that thin anal wall. "Now fuck bitch! Fuck us both you filthy little whore! Show Brad what kind of a horny slut you really are cause I’m gonna fill your sleazy ass hole chuck full. It’ll be something to remember me by. That’s the way tramp, work our cocks! Play, you raunchy little whore! Frank’s gonna fill your shitter with a mother load for sure!"
I’m positive she was weeping with the humiliation and pain but at this point I didn’t fucking care. The bitch had betrayed me and I had her doing the act on video for any court room to see. She wasn’t going to get a God damned dime out of me. Let Brad pay the whore’s bills. Quicker and quicker I did the fox’s little shit hole. Soon I felt Brad jerk as he pumped his own seed into Tammy’s quivering cunt. By now Tammy was clenching both of us because her body was climaxing like crazy. "Fuck bitch! Fuck your hubby’s dick! Fuck it! Yeah bitch! Take it up your filthy ass! Oh yyeeeaaahhh!"
It felt so damned good to launch that spunk up her dirt hole.
She raised her head and gasped, "You son of a bitch frank!"
"Shut up and kiss him slut or I’ll blow your fucking head off!"
She went back down on Brad. There was quiet now as all three of us were spent. I ground the business end of the gun into her honey blonde hair. "Now slut this is the way it’s going to be. Brad is going to drive you away from here right now. You will never come back here. If you step on my land ever again I’ll blast your head off you filthy tramp! If Brad ditches you then you can whore for your daily bread on the street. Don’t even bother fighting the divorce in court or you’ll be the laughing stock in the entire state of Nebraska and that’s a promise. I’ll pack your clothes and leave it at the police station and you can pick it up there Monday morning. As for you Brad, just stay off my property and every thing will be cool. I don’t blame you nearly as much as I blame this slut. Tammy, you are no longer my wife. You are just a cock sucking dick fucking whore and I hope Brad turns you out so you have to fuck to eat food. Now both of you get out of my site and don’t say one fucking word. Remember I still have this gun and I’m real angry."
I have to give Brad credit. He got his clothes on, he looked me in the eye and he said, "I’m sorry Frank." I actually think he meant it.
"Apology accepted Brad; now get that piece of shit whore out of here. She’s all yours and I don’t want her back!"
Tammy’s face was coated with tears and she was red with shame. Brad helped her get her clothes on and five minutes later, I heard them drive away. I never saw her again and I only ran into Brad a few times downtown. We didn’t’ say anything to each other and that was fine with me.
A couple of weeks later I got contacted by Tammy’s lawyer. By this time I’d made four copies of the scene where Tammy’s riding Brad fucking away with that silly hat on her blonde head. I still have the hat by the way. She left it on the floor just inches from where I’d fucked her nasty ass hole. Anyway, I had my lawyer send her lawyer a copy of the tape and I got the divorce without contest. She never got one fucking nickel out of me. As far as I know, Brad kept her. Too bad cause I’d have loved to see Tammy selling her ass for thirty bucks a whack to put food on her table. Oh well you can’t have everything.
As time went by, Molly heard about the divorce. So one Sunday afternoon I sidled over to her place and told her all about it. Of course I didn’t’ tell her about the empty gun and the ass fuck but I told her just about everything else. She was shocked and outraged at Tammy’s disloyalty.
"I know Molly, that’s the way it is. You know, I’m sure you miss Will but if you ever need a friend or a shoulder to cry on you just call me, you here?"
Like I said before Molly ain’t the prettiest thing around but she’s got a heart as big as Everest and a year later, Molly became the second Misses Frank Anderson. I’ve never looked back since except once and a while when Molly’s in town, I get out that old DVD and snicker as I watch Tammy fuck a great marriage down the drain.
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