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Her mind so dazed and confused.. "3? no I think there were more"..she takes a deep breath trying to understand it all from last night. "it was just a small party, but then we went to some bar?" looking down she sees and feels her sore pussy leaking. With each step more runs out wetting her thighs. "honey we need to go now, church services staring in 45 minutes" her husband tells her from the other room. She feels trapped and disorientated. Her mind foggy, trying to make sense of it all. Sunday? ohhh no. The at the moment reality begins to set it to her. Church. With no time to do much she quickly slips into a flowing conservative dress, fixes her mark up, puts her hair up, still somewhat confused, even feeling a bit high and leftover *******. "what the hell happened?" she thinks. Rushing out the door her husband tells her she looks beautiful but scolds her because she is running late. She can't reply to him with anything that would make any sense. Best to keep my mouth shut she thinks. He pulls up to the front of the church entrance door for the valet parking. Just as she gets out of their Mercedes she sees a wet spot on her seat. Her mind flashes back to last night.. the bar.. the black men all around her.. she suddenly remembers sitting at the bar, her little short skirt up high, her stocking tops showing..and ohh all those black men looking, wanting her. her pussy leaks more and more cum running down her bare legs..then it hits her :eek:mg i didnt wear my panties". Her hubby takes her arm walking into the front door. The people all of them looking and she feels they all know and can see who what she is. Guilt powers over her so quickly. Her minds steers away but keeps going back to last night. She feels her nipples harden at the memory.
 
Her mind so dazed and confused.. "3? no I think there were more"..she takes a deep breath trying to understand it all from last night. "it was just a small party, but then we went to some bar?" looking down she sees and feels her sore pussy leaking. With each step more runs out wetting her thighs. "honey we need to go now, church services staring in 45 minutes" her husband tells her from the other room. She feels trapped and disorientated. Her mind foggy, trying to make sense of it all. Sunday? ohhh no. The at the moment reality begins to set it to her. Church. With no time to do much she quickly slips into a flowing conservative dress, fixes her mark up, puts her hair up, still somewhat confused, even feeling a bit high and leftover *******. "what the hell happened?" she thinks. Rushing out the door her husband tells her she looks beautiful but scolds her because she is running late. She can't reply to him with anything that would make any sense. Best to keep my mouth shut she thinks. He pulls up to the front of the church entrance door for the valet parking. Just as she gets out of their Mercedes she sees a wet spot on her seat. Her mind flashes back to last night.. the bar.. the black men all around her.. she suddenly remembers sitting at the bar, her little short skirt up high, her stocking tops showing..and ohh all those black men looking, wanting her. her pussy leaks more and more cum running down her bare legs..then it hits her :eek:mg i didnt wear my panties". Her hubby takes her arm walking into the front door. The people all of them looking and she feels they all know and can see who what she is. Guilt powers over her so quickly. Her minds steers away but keeps going back to last night. She feels her nipples harden at the memory.
As they walk into the lobby greeting area her mind bounces back and forth. her wet pussy now feeling the deep wetness that so filled her. it leaks more and more, so much that besides her thighs being wet her knees are now also. She has a hard time containing herself but she MUST do so. She swears never never never ever again. Approaching the door to the church nave, auditorium, they are gladly greeted and welcomed by several. Oddly to her two of the black men seem/look familiar to her. As the one man took her hand he kissed it, thrills ripped through her body, she felt her nipples tingle, harden even more if that was possible. She felt alive again instantly, but she wasnt suppose to feel that way. Afterall she cheated on her husband just the night before. Both of the black men walked her and her hubby all the way down the long aisle to the front seats. As she turned, she felt her ass patted.. "really?? I dont know. I'm imagining it?" The service began but the thoughts, ideas, in her mind could not would not leave. "how do they know me.. maybe they don't..are those two black who i was with last night..were there more than them..why..why..how.. ohh Ive messed up"
 
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